"What does it have to do with anything?" Mo Yunzhao was so angry that he wanted to smash the bowl of grapes.

"Ah Zhao, don't throw it." Ling Jingyu, who had returned, saw that she had stopped. "Otherwise, I'm not leaving."

Mo Yunlan: "..."

They haven't even started dating yet?

Ling Jingyu sat on the wall and said, "You eat first, then I'll leave."

Fu Liu said weakly, "Lord, His Highness looks like he'll stay here forever if you don't eat."

Mo Yunzhao gritted her teeth in anger, wolfed down the bowl of grapes, and threw it at him.

Ling Jingyu stepped aside to avoid it, and looked at the emerald green jade bowl, now shattered on the ground.

"Don't the grapes I peeled taste better than usual?"

Mo Yunzhao picked up the feather duster from the ground, stretched out his hand, and said with great force, "Get lost!"

Looking at Ling Jingyu's satisfied smile, Mo Yunlan couldn't help but glance at him and ask, "Ah Zhao, you two really aren't having an affair?"

This isn't just one affair; it's practically a third one.

Mo Yunzhao threw down the feather duster. "Sister, stop gossiping and grow a bit more chest, otherwise you'll be flat-chested."

No woman likes to be called flat.

Mo Yunlan exploded, "Mo Yunzhao!"

...

Mo Jinghao and his companions were chased by the mob and had to hide in Chang Le Mountain. There were spirit beasts in the area, and the common people who did not have spiritual power dared not pursue them.

But still a little scared, he hid in the cave in a disheveled state, his hair a mess, his body covered in mud and dust, and even his clothes were tattered.

He was originally a noble person, but he was chased and beaten until he was like a beggar.

Mo Bici sat on the ground, raised her hand and touched it, her hand was covered with egg white and yolk, the smell was fishy and pungent.

Her eyes were red, and her teeth were grinding together. "Why are we running? We should just kill them."

She had never been this disheveled before.

Mo Jinghao tidied the dirt off his head. "A hundred or so people, how are we going to kill them?"

Mo Bici said fiercely, "There are only about a hundred people. So what if we kill them?"

They're just a few lowly commoners.

Mo Jinghao didn't even look at her, only at the eggshell he had peeled off his head. "Go kill it. I'll kill you later to appease the people."

If he weren't afraid that killing them would cause a bigger riot and damage his reputation, he probably would have killed them long ago.

Mo Bici knew he was serious, so she awkwardly shut up.

Seeing that everyone was in a sorry state and the cave was dark, the Tu family head said, "It's not good for us to just hide like this."

The head of the Wang family sniffed his hand, and the stench made his old face wrinkle. "If they can't stop us, they'll try to intercept us in our mansion."

This time I'm really in a bind.

Listening to the roars of the spirit beasts below the mountain, and reflecting on the events of the past two days, Mo Jinghao, though agitated, calmed down.

They were being chased so fiercely that they were exhausted from running, and now they sat on the ground without any regard for their image, panting heavily.

No one spoke; apart from the wind, the roars of beasts, and the rustling of leaves, there was no other sound—a silence that was both quiet and unsettling.

Unable to bear it any longer, Mo Bici suddenly stood up and walked out of the cave.

"I'll go back and kill Mo Yunzhao."

I've wanted to kill her for a long time anyway; now she's just a piece of trash, so killing her is even easier.

"Go back. I'll collect your body later." Mo Jinghao didn't stop him, just said calmly.

Mo Bici walked to the cave entrance, and upon hearing these words, she could only dejectedly return and sit down.

She doesn't yet have the ability to kill Mo Yunzhao.

"Ci'er, as your father has told you, don't act impulsively, plan before you act." Mo Jinghao earnestly advised, "Don't do things you're not sure about."