"Young Friend Qin beat up that Lann Qi?"
Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Mo Bokong looked at Qin Ya with some surprise. He wasn't amazed that Qin Ya could handle Lann Qi; in fact, he was entirely unsurprised. From his perspective, while Qin Ya was young, his strength had already far surpassed the imagination of his peers. He was simply an existence that defied all logic.
What surprised him was that Qin Ya had caused such a ruckus after being out for just one trip.
"Are the injuries serious?" Mo Bokong asked.
"He won't die," Qin Ya said with a faint smile. 'To me, injuries of that degree are nothing. I was already holding back.'
Mo Bokong mulled it over for a moment before saying, "I'll handle this."
Meanwhile, the entire Lann Family was shrouded in gloom.
"Did you hear? The Crown Prince was carried back just now."
"I heard too. He was beaten so miserably."
