"Boss..."
Evil Wolf wanted to say something but stopped short.
Instead, Lone Wolf stood there with a seemingly carefree smile.
Everyone could tell that Lone Wolf was forcing a smile to hide his true feelings.
Having lost his right hand, it's not an exaggeration to say that Lone Wolf was seventy percent disabled.
Whether even the remaining thirty percent of his combat ability was still there was uncertain.
Holding his sister's little hand, Mo Jingchun looked at Lone Wolf, who had lost his right hand, and took a deep breath.
Lone Wolf had also lost his arm because of him this time. Mo Jingchun could never let Lone Wolf just leave the company.
"Let's go back first and talk later."
"Lone Wolf, you should return to the company and recuperate for a while before continuing to protect me."
Although he knew that the loss of his right hand was Lone Wolf's sore spot, Mo Jingchun still said, "Your right hand... I'll think of something."
