The people involved might not be able to leave alive.
Mo Nanjue didn't want the people around him to take risks one by one. If possible, he would rather bear it alone.
Li Qin's gaze dropped slightly, "Young Master, these are all things I should do," he said, raising his head, "I won't leave. Ever since I followed you, you taught me how to use a gun and disarm bombs, taught me hand-to-hand combat, taught me how to survive in difficult situations... everything I have now is taught by you and given by you. Since that time, there will never be a day when I leave you."
Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand and looked sideways at him, "But those aren't things that can accompany you for a lifetime."
Li Qin frowned, "Then what is?"
Mo Nanjue raised his gaze to the master bedroom on the second floor, his thin lips slightly curved, "Family."
Family…
Li Qin swallowed lightly. Where does he have a family?
He has long been without a family…
