As they spoke, another palm strike came. Mo Wu struggled to dodge. But the man grabbed her hair and pulled her up, slamming her head against a nearby rock.,His pupils began to contract rapidly. The next second, a memory buried deep in his mind exploded in his consciousness like fireworks.,The Continent of Shengyuan, the country of Daliang, the Mohist school, Mu Baichuan... And also, myself who was betrayed by my family and ended up being killed, Mo Wu!。