Someone is secretly spying.
And behind the spy, there is another person observing him.
Su Mo watched for a while, pondering, then suddenly snapped his fingers, and a sound erupted beside the person in front of him.
"Who's there?"
Zhang Meng and Miss Ou both heard the noise and their expressions changed drastically.
The two of them were plotting to kill someone, and someone had sneaked up to eavesdrop. Only then they realized.
For a moment, they were both startled and furious.
They saw Zhang Meng suddenly rise, delivering a palm from the air, and amidst the rain, a handprint appeared, breaking through the rain, attacking fiercely.
After snapping his fingers, Su Mo hid himself again.
Peeking out, he saw the person in the shadows, face to face with the palm strike, not dodging at all.
Allowing the hand power to land on him, his clothes fluttering, and Zhang Meng's palm heavily striking his chest.
The flesh palm struck, emitting a sound of decay.
