"Get out!"
Mo Nanjue raised his hand and flipped Tong Minghai over, causing him to fall to the ground with his prosthetic leg snapping from the stumble.
Luo Xiao glanced over, a subtle smile tugging at his lips as he called out, "Uncle!"
"Minghai!"
Su Lan crouched down to help him, while Tong Minghai pushed himself up. Mo Nanjue stood in place, his tall figure looking forlorn and desolate. He squinted, even feeling as if the whole world was against him.
Tong Minghai supported his leg with one hand, gritting his teeth with hatred, "You beast!"
Mo Nanjue emanated a fierce aura, walking step by step toward him. His fists clenched, making a cracking sound. Tong Minghai looked up at him, disdain in his eyes. "If your Mo Family hadn't taken someone, how could I have made a move on you? Mo Nanjue, ultimately it was your Mo Family member's fault. How can you blame all this on me?"
Mo Nanjue's handsome face turned grim, and he sneered, "Did I blame you?"
