This was a plan they devised on the mountaintop.

It's not that they're afraid of the people, but rather that the people need to find ways to protect themselves.

Mo Yunzhao held a jade bowl in one hand and picked up a crystal-clear grape with the other, then put it into his mouth.

It's sweet and sour, juicy, and seedless—it's delicious.

While Mo Bici was speaking, she had unknowingly eaten half of the grapes.

"Just jealous and trying to claim credit?" Mo Yunzhao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ling Jingyu looked down at her and saw her eating grapes. Her cheeks were a little chubby, and she was biting them like a little goldfish swallowing water, which was very cute.

He knew she still loved grapes.

Mo Bici didn't want to admit it, but she had no choice but to lower her head and say, "Yes."

The people also spoke up, saying that they already knew the truth, who the hero who subdued the ferocious beast was, and who the benefactor was.

But as Mo Yunzhao remained silent, the sounds gradually subsided.

Standing there uneasily, waiting.

Mo Bici's knees ached from kneeling, and coupled with the lack of proper food and sleep on the mountain, she was now swaying precariously.

She looked up at Ling Jingyu with the most beautiful, pitiful, and aggrieved gaze.

But he just smiled and stared at Mo Yunzhao, watching her fair fingers pick up grapes one by one and eat them like a squirrel.

He didn't even glance at her.

Mo Jinghao rebuked him with a stern face, "Ci'er."

Having prepared for the worst, if admitting mistakes like this isn't enough, then there really is no other option but to sacrifice.

Mo Bici was unwilling, but she still lowered her head and sincerely admitted her mistake.

"It was my fault for subduing the ferocious beast. At the time, I didn't think about the people at all. I just wanted to kill the beast, take credit, and become a hero of Moyang City."

"For this, I have misled the Tu family head and the common people, causing you to have a rift. Bi Ci knows her mistake and admits her guilt. Now I humbly request to leave the city lord's mansion."

After Mo Yunzhao finished eating the grapes, she held out her jade bowl, which Ling Jingyu immediately took and handed her a handkerchief.

Since she couldn't see, she assumed it was Fu Liu serving her.

Holding the handkerchief, he wiped his mouth, then reached out and took the handkerchief. Ling Jingyu smiled and put it in his pocket as if it were a precious treasure.

Mo Yunlan's eyes widened: "!!!"

Your Highness, you've been reckless again!

Mo Yunzhao lowered his head slightly, playing with his fair hand. "You hurt my hand."

Mo Bici suddenly looked up and stared at Mo Yunzhao, her teeth clenched. "I have already requested to leave the City Lord's Mansion."

This is already the worst punishment she could have received.

Mo Yunzhao is still not satisfied?

Ling Jingyu raised an eyebrow and said gently, "What, does Lord Mo have to be grateful to you for leaving?"

Mo Jinghao was ruthless; he grabbed Mo Bici's hand.

"Father...ah!"

A scream erupted, his face turned pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Mo Yunlan was somewhat frightened by what she saw, so she said to Mo Yunzhao, "Second Uncle broke Fourth Sister's hand."

She really looked down on this second uncle. How could he be a father?

Instead of taking responsibility for his mistakes, he broke his own daughter's hand like that?

He doesn't deserve to be a father.

Mo Bici gasped for breath, her eyes red as she glared at Mo Yunzhao, "Now, are you satisfied?"

"Not satisfied." Mo Yunzhao gently stroked her right hand with her left hand. Her skin was smooth and tender, but she vaguely felt that she was touching the words engraved on it.

As Ling Jingyu watched her movements and expressions, his heart clenched with a dull ache.

The physical wounds are gone, but what about the wounds in my heart?

Fuming with anger, Mo Bici stood up and roared, "I've already made such concessions, what more do you want?"