Of course, no one dared to speak at this time.

Because at this time, Old Man Mo was sitting on the first seat. Although Old Man Mo was squinting at this time, he seemed to be closing his eyes to recuperate, more as if he was asleep.

But as long as Old Man Mo is here, even if there is only his last breath left, then no matter who he is, no matter how arrogant he is, he can only obediently hang his head down!

Because he is Old Man Mo!

Well, here's next

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