The steed under Mo Tianji accelerated at once from the pain and charged out like a gust of wind. The usually prudent and cautious Mo Tianji actually charged at the forefront of the team. This made Gu Duxing and Dong Wushang, who had been leading at the front this whole time, widen their eyes at the absurdity of it.
The pathfinders have always been the two of us. What's Mo Tianji coming to join the party for today?
These two had been charging at the forefront against the direction of the wind this whole time, so they didn't catch the conversation at the back.
"Are you sick?" A weirded out Dong Wushang asked, "What kind of madness came over you today?"
"Get lost!" With a belly full of repression, Mo Tianji bellowed furiously. With a whoosh, he sped past them, leaving a long trail of dust behind.
A bewildered Dong Wushang scratched his head and asked Gu Duxing, "Is the one that just went by us Mo Tianji or Ji Mo? He set off immediately like a cannon..."
