Quickly, the dozen or so men all walked over towards Chu Mo and Shen Yun'er.
Their gazes, staring at Chu Mo, carried obvious hostility.
"Kid, who are you?"
Following this, the man walking at the front spoke to Chu Mo, his voice clearly laced with a hint of threat.
Clearly, these dozen or so men thought Chu Mo was a bodyguard hired to protect Shen Yun'er or someone closely related to her, such as a family member.
Of course, their guesses weren't too far off.
"Who am I?"
Chu Mo smiled faintly but the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of chilling coldness: "It's not important who I am. Now, I just want to say one thing to you: get lost before I lose my temper and stop following us."
However.
As soon as Chu Mo finished his sentence, all the men began to laugh.
It was an exaggerated laughter.
"Ha ha, what did this kid just say? He told us to get lost?"
"Kid, are you still not awake?"
"You are one, we are a dozen, how do you suggest we get lost?"
