Mo Shisheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the stale air from her mouth. "Your mother is your half-sister. Don't you feel anything strange about loving her?"
"..."
To everyone's surprise, Mo Shisheng's words drew a sneer from Bei Chen, as if he had heard a joke.
Bei Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice no longer as sharp and grating as before, "What do you think blood ties mean to me?"
"That's true. Even your own son is being used as a tool for your revenge, let alone your half-sister."
Mo Shisheng nodded as if she understood, but the next second she seemed puzzled, "Bei Chen, have you ever met my father?"
"That coward? You still have the nerve to mention him?"
When Bei Chen heard Mo Shisheng mention the word "father," he became even more agitated than Bei Rao. "He thinks he's worthy? I'm ashamed for him!"
"You hate him that much?"
Mo Shisheng chuckled lightly, "Because he stole the sister you've been longing for, right?"
"He can't even control his demonic eyes, what kind of man is he?"
Upon hearing this, Bei Chen's lips curled into a wicked smile, but the smile was extremely cold, as if devoid of any warmth. "Mo Shisheng, you just mentioned your father in front of her?"
"Um."
Mo Shisheng nodded calmly. "Do you want to kill me?"
"laugh."
Bei Chen scoffed, "Do you think you're any different from a dead man?"
"Being so confident isn't a good thing."
Mo Shisheng shook her head, not intending to continue chatting with Bei Chen here. She took a step forward, but was blocked by the eight people who had just fallen to the ground.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng raised an eyebrow and gently lifted her hand to rest on the soft whip tied at her waist. Her tone was lazy and nonchalant, "It seems that the force you used just now was a little too light."
"..."
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's words and seeing her actions, the eight people involuntarily took a few steps back, their eyes filled with fear.
The moment Mo Shisheng's whip lashed down, the pain was so intense it was almost unbearable. The agony was still fresh in my mind, so how could it be gentle?
Are you scared?
Mo Shisheng naturally saw the eight people retreating. She smiled slightly, the curve of her lips was charming and seductive, like the most bewitching red spider lily blooming at night, deadly and beautiful.
"..."
None of the eight people spoke, their eyes fixed on Mo Shisheng's hand resting on the soft whip, as if they could escape immediately if Mo Shisheng made the slightest move.
"Since you're so afraid, why don't you get lost?"
Mo Shisheng's tone was impatient, "I don't have time to waste here with you. Get out of here now, or you'll get whipped."
"..."
Upon hearing this, several people began to waver, as if they wanted to back away from the crowd and hide to the side.
Seeing this, Bei Chen coldly asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"..."
Faced with Bei Chen's questioning, Mo Shisheng raised her hand without turning her head and lashed the whip at the eight people. This time the attack was not so fast, giving them enough time to dodge.
Seeing that the eight people had moved aside to make way for him, Mo Shisheng gripped his whip and strode away from Bei Rao's palace courtyard. He headed towards Li Ji's courtyard. It had been so long, and he didn't know how Li Ji was doing. He hadn't seen her for a long time and was still worried about her.
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