In a moment of stunned shock, Meteor Sting had already pierced his torso.
Since the man had come with killing intent, Lin Mo naturally had no reason to hold back.
The man in black fell into a pool of blood, Glen's face pale with horror. Just then, the sound of many footsteps suddenly reached their ears.
'More?'
Lin Mo frowned, the Frost Ice Element gathering in his hand. He was preparing to act when he saw the person in the lead and froze in surprise.
The other man saw Lin Mo at the same time. He, too, looked stunned, then lowered the bow in his hands.
"Everyone, stop!"
Grim called out, "First, surround the caravan."
"Mr. Grim?"
Lin Mo watched in surprise as the middle-aged man walked toward him.
This was the man before him—the leader of the Falcon Adventurer Group, the other adventurer group that had gone with the Lion Adventurer Group to provide aid to Silver Stream City.
They had met once at the banquet in Silver Stream City and had even had a drink together.
