Everyone was shocked.
One was the leading figure of the young generation of the Mo Family, the top strongman, Mo Tianhao.
The other was the well-known waste of the Mo Family, Mo Wuji.
And the result? The identities of the genius and the waste swapped in an instant, how could this not be astonishing?
"Mo Tianwei, my patience is running thin. If you don't apologize to my parents, I will personally kill you," Mo Wuji said in a deep voice.
Mo Tianhao's eyes were cloudy, his face twisted; he never expected to be injured by this waste Mo Wuji.
"Brother Fang, weren't you just about to kill this bastard? Let's join forces now and kill him together, and I will owe you a favor." In order to kill Mo Wuji, Mo Tianhao was willing to lose face.
Fang Ran himself was willing; Mo Tianhao couldn't defeat Mo Wuji, and he estimated he couldn't either. If the two of them went together, they could kill Mo Wuji and earn a favor; it was a win-win. Why not?
