Tang Hao couldn't help but make a move, while Ling Mo immediately glared at him fiercely.
The male voice paused for a moment, then mumbled, "To go in?"
No reply was heard, followed by the sound of light footsteps slowly approaching.
The shadow on the wall began to stretch, but instead of moving, Ling Mo slowly leaned back against it.
"Yes, he has that kind of invisible attack..." Tang Hao thought anxiously.
From the moment these two pushed the door open, they had already entered Ling Mo's attack range.
Tang Hao had noticed it early during the battle between Ling Mo and Butterfly, that Ling Mo's optimal combat distance was approximately between thirty and forty meters. If it was too far, his spiritual power might not hold up—either the power would decrease or accuracy would suffer. If weakened to the same level as his shooting ability, his threat level would be nearly zero...
