"Spouting nonsense, what kind of crappy reason, what crap logic is that?"
Duke Li Guo was angered, he even blurted out vulgar words, seeing Mo Zili stubborn and relentless, he couldn't bother to preach any philosophical points and angrily said: "I'm just asking you, where did you hide Miss Wu?"
Mo Zili deeply kowtowed, lying face down on the ground, "Grandfather, I beg for forgiveness, I cannot say!"
"Cannot say?"
Duke Li Guo furiously threw the cup from the desk, hitting Mo Zili's head, "If you can't say, then get out to the courtyard and kneel. Whenever you decide to talk, you can get up!"
"Clang!"
The porcelain teacup smashed onto Mo Zili's head, he did not dodge, allowing the cup to shatter on his forehead, the fragmented porcelain pieces cut a gash, blood gushing out, flowing down his forehead.
"Yes, grandson obeys!"
