"Young Master, what are you talking about? Quickly get up."
Qin Ankang hurried over to help Mo Wuji up, inadvertently noticing that his Young Master's back was soaked through.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Qin Ankang said, "I might have gone it alone correctly; perhaps Qin Yi will help us."
"Did he agree?"
"No, but he told me to wait for news," Mo Wuji grinned, "For someone like Qin Yi, if he tells me to wait for news, it means I have a fifty percent chance of success."
Qin Ankang opened his mouth, but seeing the smile on Mo Wuji's face, he swallowed the words back down. His Young Master has had some difficult years; hopefully, Qin Yi can help him out?
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On the other side, Qin Yi returned to the Duan Family, explaining Mo Wuji's situation to everyone from start to finish.
"So, it seems this Mo Wuji is quite pitiful," Qin Wan'er, gentle and kind, felt quite sympathetic after hearing Mo Wuji's story.
"I think you should help him," Lin Hongzhuang said.
