Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 612 - 271: The Power of a Snap! 3

"Not at all, not at all."

Su Mo waved his hand, halting the few escort leaders who were about to stand up and give up their seats, and smilingly said:

"I just happened to pass by and saw the Yangwei flag, so I ca in to greet.

"I dare not impose further, please feel free to continue as you were."

Jiao Wenhao imdiately understood why Su Mo had co here to greet, given that in Jianghu, these principles are understood by all.

He instantly smiled and said, "Alright, then I won’t bother Su, the Chief of the Escort. If I’m free in the future, I must visit and seek advice."

"Good."

It’s not always the case that sothing has to be done when people et; a greeting, a nod, we’re not afraid of seeing each other, and with that, it’s enough.

Su Mo led his group to sit down, and Zhen Xiaoxiao imdiately spoke up, nearly ordering a table full of elaborate dishes.

However, with Yang Xiaoyun beside him stopping him, the strain on the purse was slightly eased.

Just as Su Mo’s group had settled down, they saw a few people stand up, place so broken silver on the table, and then hurriedly leave.

A glance at their table showed that the food had just been served, and they had hardly eaten a few bites.

He looked in the direction they were heading, and it was westward.

Yang Xiaoyun also caught sight of this scene and glanced at Su Mo, who gently shook his head, signaling her not to speak.

By the ti the dishes for their table had been served, Jiao Wenhao’s group was nearly done eating.

He didn’t forget to greet Su Mo when paying the bill before leading his own group away by carriage.

Hu Sandao looked in the direction where they departed and then said:

"Chief, moving forward is Guan Yue Ridge. The terrain is elevated on both sides, ideal for an ambush. Should any fat sheep pass by, they could be swiftly attacked."

Su Mo nodded slightly: "Do you have connections in this area?"

Hu Sandao scratched his head: "In the past, I once visited Daiwang Village when passing through Guan Yue Ridge and made acquaintance with their Third Master.

"However, tis have changed, and I don’t know if my face still holds any sway."

"Even if it did, it’s likely useless now."

Su Mo smiled. "Let’s quickly cross through later and be careful of tripwires. Our group has no caravans, so we may not catch their eyes. If a conflict does arise... and if your influence doesn’t work, and they insist on making trouble, then we’ll fight through.

"After it’s over, we’ll co back and take down Daiwang Village."

Hu Sandao’s heart chilled as he finally understood Su Mo’s style.

When he’s benevolent towards people, he truly is a good person, approaching anyone with a smile and without airs.

Back when he was in Dongcheng and saw Su Mo’s approachable deanor, it had genuinely moved Hu Sandao.

Now, he understood.

Once a conflict arises and killing intent is in play, Su, the Chief of the Escort, is the type to eradicate the roots.

Recalling the ti he had blocked the road wanting to exchange three moves with him, only letting him pass quickly after realizing Su Mo’s martial arts were superior and that he was no match, Hu Sandao thought,

If he had been persistent back then, his grave might now be overgrown with grass.

Without indulging in further ssy thoughts, he simply focused on eating his al.

After finishing the al, except for Zhen Xiaoxiao, everyone was quite satisfied.

They settled the bill and left, continuing their journey westward.

In no ti, they reached Guan Yue Ridge, and as they sped up on their horses, Su Mo suddenly spoke:

"There’s a conflict ahead, everyone be careful."

Conflicts could arise anywhere in Jianghu; that sort of thing was commonplace.

However, they carried significant trouble with them now, as the departure of the people at the table earlier was sowhat odd.

It inevitably led to speculation.

It’s not the conflicts on Jianghu one worries about, but rather when those conflicts are a ruse aid at oneself--that is the reality.

After Su Mo finished speaking, he took the lead, pushing his eyesight to the extre, and took in the surrounding environnt.

In a few monts, everyone had arrived.

Looking up, Su Mo was montarily startled.

The people involved in the conflict ahead were none other than Jiao Wenhao from the Yangwei Escort Agency and a group of unknown strongn.

On the side of the narrow path, three more people stood by, pointing and comnting while suddenly one of them threw a hidden weapon.

A pained scream was heard as an escort leader, in the midst of the fight, received a dart directly in his eye socket.

Blood stread down his cheek, and while grappling with the intense pain, the blades swiftly approached him.

Forced into action, he managed to ward off one, but to no avail; his other arm was sliced off cleanly, spurting blood.

"Head Zhou!"

Jiao Wenhao cried out in despair.

It was at this mont that Su Mo and his party arrived.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Jiao Wenhao turned back and saw Su Mo and his group.

A glimr of hope for survival flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly:

"Su, the Chief of the Escort, I beg you to save us!!"

But even as he shouted, he couldn’t help feeling a sense of despair.

The two were just nodding acquaintances, and in the sa line of work, competitors.

If Su Mo helped out, it would be due to his unsurpassed benevolence; if he chose not to, no one could really bla him.

Now, life and death hung on Su Mo’s decision.

However, at that mont, amidst the flashing blades, three cold gleams approached Su Mo.

They aid at his temple, throat, and chest.

Su Mo’s expression unchanged, with a simple flick, the Great Opening Sun Dispersal Hand skillfully caught all three darts in his hand.

He was not adept at using hidden weapons, but he held a dart between his fingers and snapped it with a flick.

Buzz!!!

Instantly, the sound of sharp tal cut through the air like a shooting star or roaring thunder, penetrating through the crowd.

The first person, trying to deflect with his weapon, couldn’t raise his hand in ti before the dart pierced right through his heart.

The dart continued with unspent force, racing through and penetrating several bodies one after another before shooting into the woods.

It pierced through one tree before finally burying itself into another.

Whether it was the Yangwei Escort Agency, the marauding strongn, or the three mysterious figures standing nearby, even Hu Sandao behind Su Mo, couldn’t help but gasp at the power of a re finger flick.

Could this be the extent of such Divine Skills?

Is this why he’s deed the best in Donghuang?