Soon after, Chen Mo and his companions also started turning on each other.
Only he was left standing there, dumbfounded.
"What's going on with Sikong Zuiyue is her family business, I don't need to get involved. The pressing matter is still to get rid of Chen Mo…" Qi Kaihai came back to his senses, looked at the two figures tangled in combat in the distance, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
If he hadn't guessed wrong, that Great Power in the Dao of Arts should be the undercover agent planted by Jiang Wangye. Judging by the looks of it, his strength was no joke, probably not beneath his own!
Having such an expert helping to draw fire was actually a good thing. He just needed to circle on the sidelines, look for an opening, and then land a One-Hit Kill.
But after watching for a while, Qi Kaihai realized something was off.
Why is this Chen Mo's strength so different from the intel?
