“Uh…” Mo Li’s face stiffened as Hua Yue’s rough movements aggravated his wound.
Seeing this, Mo Han shoved Hua Yue away, saying, "You woman, don't be so unreasonable! Xiao Li, are you alright?"
Mo Li's face was covered in cold sweat, and he waved his hand, "I'm fine."
Huayue knelt on the ground in despair, crying, "How could this happen? How could this happen...?"
Seeing Hua Yue's overwhelming grief, Mo Li couldn't help but say, "Miss Hua Yue, don't be too sad, perhaps..."
Mo Li pursed her lips and said, "Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope!"
Mo Han's expression changed instantly, and she hurriedly grabbed Mo Li, "Xiao Li! Are you crazy?!"
Before Mo Li could say anything, Hua Yue immediately knelt down in front of him upon hearing his words. "Young Master Mo, I'm so sorry, I acted impulsively just now. Please, save A-Kun! I'd even die if you saved him!"
Mo Han's expression changed drastically. Mo Li was naturally kind-hearted and would never refuse a friend's wife's request, so he hurriedly said, "You woman, shut up right now!"
“Senior brother, General Wang is the soul of the army, he cannot die!” Mo Li said resolutely.
Mo Han's expression changed drastically. "But if you really want to save him, you'll have to use that method with both of us, which will do you nothing but harm right now! If something goes wrong, you'll be..."
"I know! But we must save him! If we don't, we can't possibly defeat that massive barbarian army!" Mo Li pleaded. "Senior brother, please save him!"
Mo Han's face was cold. After considering it carefully, he still coldly said, "I won't save him!"
Mo Lixin was so anxious that he couldn't catch his breath and started coughing. "Cough cough..."
Mo Han sighed, "Look at your body now, you're so weak you can't even withstand a breeze. Forget about setting up formations or casting spells, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to finish reciting the Yuanyuan Ritual!"
Mo Li lowered his head, his brows furrowed, and a look of annoyance rose in his heart.
Hua Yue looked at the two of them in despair. If they refused, then her Ah Kun would die...
"Senior brother," Mo Li looked up at Mo Han with a serious expression and said, "This is my mission, so I have the right to order you around, right?"
"You..." Mo Han was taken aback, realizing that he had actually forgotten about this matter.
Mo Li pursed his lips and softened his tone. "Senior brother, the barbarian army takes our master as their strategist, and our master is the commander. The two of us can outwit and outmaneuver him to some extent, but we cannot lack the spirit of a general to stabilize the morale of the army. Moreover, this is not a battle for one person, nor is it a game of personal grudges!"
Mo Li said with a serious expression, "Therefore, General Wang must be saved!"
Mo Han frowned, looking at Mo Li, unsure how to speak. Seeing this, Hua Yue turned and knelt before Mo Han, pleading, "Please, Young Master Mo, save A-Kun!"
“You…” Mo Han’s face stiffened. Before he could say anything more, a voice calling for help came from outside the door.
"Please, Young Master Mo, save General Wang!" Led by Hua Mulan, she knelt solemnly outside the door.
"Please, Young Master Mo, save General Wang!"
Behind Mulan were countless soldiers guarding the city, all kneeling on the ground and speaking in unison.
"Please, Young Master Mo, save General Wang!"
Countless soldiers guarding the city knelt outside the gate, their voices carrying beyond the tents!
Mo Han swallowed hard, his cold heart suddenly burning with warmth. It was the first time he had been moved by such an ordinary human being.
Turning to look at Mo Li, she said, "If anything goes wrong, I won't be responsible for the consequences you cause!"
Although his words were cold, everyone understood his unspoken meaning: he agreed!
Mo Li couldn't help but smile. "Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Mo Han sighed, "I'm really defeated by you!"
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Back in the room, Hua Mulan changed Mo Li's dressing and became anxious when she saw that the wound on his chest had not yet healed. "Why hasn't the wound healed yet?"
Mo Li's expression stiffened, and he said, "How could you have recovered so quickly in just a few days?"
"But your wounds healed very quickly before!" Mulan said, frowning.
"This..." Mo Li was at a loss for words.
Seeing Mo Li's hesitant manner, Hua Mulan asked with a serious expression, "Is it because you refined your essence blood again?"
Mo Li opened his mouth, looked into Hua Mulan's eyes, and, not daring to lie, nodded gently.
Mulan's eyes reddened slightly. "You fool, how could you be so foolish!"
Tears welled up in her eyes. Seeing Mulan cry, Mo Li felt a pang of heartache and gently embraced her, comforting her, "You are my life! I can only be at peace when you are alive. It's not a big deal if the wound heals slowly..."
"You silly fox, that's where I hurt myself!" Mulan sobbed.
Mo Li smiled gently and stroked Hua Mulan's head. "Silly girl, this is a sign of your love for me. It's reminding me not to make you angry!"
"That's nonsense, as if I'm some kind of violent person!" Mulan smiled sweetly in Mo Li's arms.
Mo Li pursed her lips and chuckled: Your violent tendencies must be a ten-star rating!
"Xiao Li, how are you and Senior Brother Mo going to rescue General Wang tomorrow? Senior Brother Mo said you're physically weak and not suitable to participate. Will there be any danger?" Hua Mulan suddenly remembered something and asked.
Mo Li's expression changed, and her gaze became somewhat evasive. "W-how could there be danger? Don't listen to his nonsense. Actually, I'm very powerful. My senior brother has never beaten me before!"
Hua Mulan pouted and said, "Then why didn't you have the confidence to challenge your senior brother yesterday? You had to beg him in a low voice..."
"I...I was just showing respect to my teachers!" Mo Li said awkwardly, her face turning slightly red with embarrassment.
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