The young man's bridge-burning words directly made the elder brother so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He looked in disbelief at the expressionless young man who was pinning all the blame on them.
But, he couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.
He didn't know why the young man appeared here, but by revealing his identity, it proved he was with K, someone beyond his reach.
Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing exchanged a glance.
With someone from K around, their subordinate relationship couldn't be exposed.
With just an exchange of glances, the two reached a consensus.
The dagger spun in her palm, Ding Jing sheathed it, then raised an eyebrow at the young man, "Alright, move ahead and lead the way."
The young man glanced at her, seemingly puzzled whether the leader should be the proactive Mo Shangjun or the self-authorizing Ding Jing.
Of course, it was just a momentary pause; he didn't make it obvious and courteously led them out of the door.
