Lin Mo was somewhat puzzled as he saw an unusually large number of people in the Huo Family Mansion today, and they seemed to have been standing there for quite some time.
A bitter smile appeared on Huo Jiaming's face. This group of people had been standing here for two hours already, but with Lin Mo still inside, who dared to disturb his sleep?
The people of the Huo Family Mansion had almost all witnessed Lin Mo's strength yesterday, as the heavens and earth seemed to change color in the wake of his might, as he leapt into the skies and burrowed into the earth, his punches creating craters in the forest, as though he possessed the power of an Immortal; these were the people who came to pay their respects, hoping to curry some favor with him.
Lin Mo stretched himself, his gaze glancing briefly at the distant Red Leaf Mountain, whose peak had been sliced off a portion, a testament to last night's fierce battle.
