At this moment, Wu Tong seemed to have suddenly seen through everything. His expression no longer had the sinister hatred from before.
Even though Mo Beiyuan suspected him now, his expression was very calm.
"She just took the antidote and temporarily fell asleep. You don't have to worry. If anything happens to her, I know very well that you will kill me to avenge her."
Mo Beiyuan narrowed his cold eyes, and a cold killing intent spread invisibly. "Kill you? If anything happens to her, it's useless no matter who dies!"
With that, Mo Beiyuan picked up the little girl in his arms.
The smell in this room was not good. His Ranran's nose was sharp and delicate. She definitely would not like it.
Outside the room, Mu Qingli threw a tantrum again. Her hair was disheveled, and she shook her head as she tried to break free from the two secret guards' control.
The two secret guards were annoyed by her and couldn't help but speak.
