Duan Yunhe's hand was trembling, only he didn't avoid it, instead he used his other hand to quickly pull his Senior Brother back from Gu Mo's hands swiftly as he looked at Gu Mo defensively.
"Get out of the way!" Gu Mo stared at Duan Yunhe, his face cold and his killing intent undisguised.
The pressure released from the other party's body made Duan Yunhe feel shocked, looking at the man in front of him, he stabilized his mind, not caring about his broken arm, and said, "You've already given my Senior Brother a slap, and he's also injured, and you've broken my arm, so it should be considered even, so why do you have to be so aggressive?"
"We let him off the hook and he went behind his back to kill others, how dare you have the nerve to say that you're even?" Wei Feng laughed coldly as he stared at the middle-aged man who was being protected by Duan Yunhe, his gaze chilled, "He can't leave today after injuring our people!"
