It had to be hard on his parents. They were already so old, but they still had to be hostages.
"Aotian, don't panic."
Qian Jiyun stepped forward and patted Mo Aotian's shoulder to comfort him.
An Jiuyue held her chin with one hand and remarked thoughtfully, "Zhao Xiaoli must have ulterior motives. Your family is safe for the time being."
Suddenly, she turned to look at Qian Liuguang, who was tied up on the ground. She walked over and stepped on his chest.
"Ah!" Qian Liuguang screamed in pain. "What are you doing? The Mo family's capture has nothing to do with me!"
Speaking of which, Zhao Xiaoli was truly capable! She actually captured the Mo family! From the looks of it, he guessed that the Third Hall Master of Jun Lin Hall was probably from the Mo family.
Zhao Xiaoli even knew that.
An Jiuyue stepped on his chest and crouched down, staring at him coldly. "Qian Liuguang, what did you say to Zhao Xiaoli?"
