Mo Beiyan just returned from outside. Upon hearing from the maid that Tong Ran had come here, he rushed over and witnessed this thrilling scene, "Mo Nanjue!"
Mo Nanjue's thoughts were a blur, his hands and feet unable to move, as his body rolled layer by layer down the stairs. Mo Beiyan darted forward and reached for his waist, but only grabbed his shirt, "You—"
He did not let go, holding onto his waist as they both rolled down from the third floor side entrance. During the fall, Mo Beiyan grabbed onto the railing. As they hung suspended, their bodies fiercely collided with the floor, and the red wooden column nearby crashed down—
Bam!
Mo Beiyan abruptly raised his arm, but half of the pillar still smashed onto Mo Nanjue, causing the man's eyebrows to furrow lightly, and he fell into a deep coma.
"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master!"
