However, without Jing Yi backing her up, Qin Yun was not afraid of her!
He shouted, "Stupid girl! I'll get Granduncle to kill you!"
Su Mo did not expect the little girl's movement technique to be so fast.
Her capture technique seemed to have been practiced. It was clean, ruthless, and accurate, with a heroic aura.
It was difficult to imagine that such a round and chubby body actually contained such terrifying explosive power.
"Cousin!" Qin Yanran looked at Su Mo anxiously.
It was Qin Yun's fault. Su Xiaoxiao had not provoked him. It was fine if he had spoken ill of others, but he even tried to beat her up.
Su Mo really wanted Qin Yun to learn a lesson, but when he met Qin Yanran's pleading gaze, he sighed imperceptibly. "Su…"
Before he could finish, a weak voice came from the Old Marquis's throat.
Su Mo immediately looked at his grandfather and saw his eyes slowly open.
