So what if they were from the Mo family.
They weren't the two most powerful young masters in the Mo family.
If it was just a relative, it wasn't too much.
He made it sound as if he could solve anything.
"Michael, get out." Tu Yilei was furious. He pointed at the door. "I don't need you here anymore. Get out now."
"So be it." Michael was also angry. He felt that his good intentions were being treated as ill intentions. He said angrily, "Little Tu Tu, I see that your mind isn't clear yet, and you can't tell who's good and who's bad. You think I'm an eyesore now, and I've embarrassed you, right? You don't want to see me? Alright, I'll leave. I won't stay here anymore.
"I don't want to bother with you anymore. You can do whatever you want. You won't listen to me, anyway. You'll only feel annoyed if I say too much. I really shouldn't care so much. You don't even care about what your life will be like in the future, why do I have to care?
