"How am I supposed to calm down?" Mo Nanjue's breathing became heavier, his gaze darkened with shadows as his fists clenched tightly, almost causing his blood vessels to burst, "I can't calm down, I want them to pay a billion-fold price."
"They will," Mo Beiyan nodded, reaching his hand to cover his eyes, "Definitely, there will be a day when we kill them ourselves and restore peace to the Mo Family."
"No one can hit her," Mo Nanjue stared, his voice light yet firm, word by word, "No one can hit her, I've never hit her, she can't be hit by anyone, not even herself..."
"I know, I know it all," Mo Beiyan let go, noticing his slightly reddened eyes, a pang in his heart, he reached out and embraced his shoulder, pressing his head towards his shoulder, "Master Ran is very strong, she loves you deeply, never wavered, Mo Nanjue, you are really lucky."
