Fang Min's taunts only strengthened Mo Qi's resolve.
The woman had gone mad. She was lost in her pursuit of power and her so-called aura of genius, no longer the girl who used to follow him around the mountains.
'Or perhaps she's been deceiving me from the very beginning.'
'Like father, like daughter, indeed.'
"Mo Qi, you need to think this through. Once you do something like this, there's no turning back," Gu Dong warned.
His brow suddenly twitched. He had noticed something, but he quickly concealed his reaction.
A dark figure crept through the night, slowly closing in on Mo Qi from afar. Mo Qi remained completely unaware.
He ignored Gu Dong, dragging Fang Min along with a saber in his other hand as he walked toward Uncle Niu's remains.
