"Why should I save a bad person?" Mo Yan looked at Ling Qian calmly, then turned her gaze to the Prince of Zhennan. "You're an official, right? This woman in front of you is plotting against others. Arrest her. This father and daughter are trying to control others using a certain tea."
The Prince of Zhennan was still in shock. He looked at the person in front of him and felt that he looked like someone, but when asked who it was, he couldn't say.
"What evidence do you have?" He moved his lips and uttered those words.
"Evidence? The entire martial arts world is a witness, wouldn't that count as evidence?"
Mo Yan took out a box of Misty Hidden Tea, which was given to her by the Cangxi Sect Leader. Of course, Mo Yan was in the process of finding her son and was walking very fast, while the other martial arts practitioners were slowing down because they were detoxifying.
"No, no, young master, she's talking nonsense. We didn't do anything like that. This is just ordinary tea."
As soon as Ling Qian spoke, Ling Han knew things were in trouble. He immediately turned to run away.
"Arrest him."
As soon as the Prince of Zhennan spoke, Ling Han was arrested.
"Why did you arrest my father, young master?" Ling Qian stared wide-eyed at the somewhat fierce-looking young master in disbelief.
Ling Qian knew she was different. From childhood to adulthood, everyone liked her and easily believed in her innocence. But why was it different today?
"Why is he running away? Isn't he guilty?" Mo Yan's gaze grew even colder. "You and your father are ingrates. Whoever takes you in is doomed, and whoever is kind to you gets betrayed by you. I really pity the Cangxi Sect Leader. He treated you like his own daughter, but you went and poisoned him. Aren't you a disgusting ingrate?"
Ling Qian: "..."
Ling Qian's eyes reddened with anger as she glared fiercely at Mo Yan, refusing to accept the accusation.
"No, you're just making that up. We're not ungrateful. We said we'd help you with your work."
"So what have you done? What's the use of just talking?"
Mo Yan turned around and took her son's hand. "Sir, this is my son. May I take him home?"
The Prince of Zhennan felt it was strange to hear her call him "official." "Hello, my name is Mo Han."
Mo Yan was taken aback, subconsciously feeling that something was amiss. "The surname is good, but the given name is bad; it clashes with 'trash'."
Mo Han: "..." This...
"So, Mo Han, can I take my son with me?" Mo Yan looked at Mo Han again. "Of course. Don't forget to arrest these two. That tea is addictive, and the consequences are terrible. You must arrest them."
Upon hearing this, Ling Han injured one of the soldiers and tried to escape, but Mo Han leaped forward and engaged Ling Han in a gunfight. Ling Han was quickly defeated and captured.
Mo Han led the bandits and Ling Han and his daughter towards the capital. "You're a witness, can you come with us? Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain myself clearly."
That makes sense. Mo Yan looked at A Xun, "A Xun, would you like to go with them? Or should your mother take you somewhere else to treat your injury?"
When Mo Yan looked at A Xun, her gaze was gentle, without any sympathy or doubt, only pure love for her son.
Ah Xun looked at her hand being held; it felt so warm.
In the past, when people saw that he was a drug person, they would keep their distance from him because the drug person's body was poisonous, every inch of his skin was poisonous, but his blood was something that everyone wanted to fight over.
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