Han Yizhou was surrounded by Chen Yongliang and a few others in the center, and seeing that no one dared to stop them anymore, he continued to slowly walk outside while holding Lian Ze hostage.
"Han Yizhou, taking Lian Ze back with you is harming him, he doesn't belong there,"
The man who had taken Moli hostage had now returned to Han Yizhou's side, but Moli was still trying to persuade Han Yizhou.
"Moli, shut your mouth,"
The one who scolded Moli wasn't Han Yizhou, but Lian Ze.
Moli had never seen Lian Ze look at her with such cold eyes; it was as if he would pounce on her and strangle her if she spoke another word, she was instantly frightened into silence.
"Han Yizhou, if you take Zier away today, I, Lian Zongren, will be irreconcilable with the Han Family henceforth!"
Lian Zongren knew that his words at the moment were pale and powerless, but he still shouted loudly.
"Enough! It would be fine if I go back with Uncle,"
