Chu Mo did not linger here for long and asked Lu Tianyue to have someone clean up the battlefield at the city tower. Then, he walked up to Jin Xian, a look of anger flashing in his eyes again. Even though Chu Mo had managed to maintain a peaceful state of mind, facing such a situation, he still could not remain calm.
"You really did it!" Chu Mo looked at Jin Xian and said coldly, "Let's go, what are you still sitting here for? Who are you performing for?"
Jin Xian raised his head, his eyes having become quite dull, and looking at Chu Mo, he gave a wretched smile: "Go? Where to? Back to the Jin Family to face trial? I won't!"
The last two words were shouted by Jin Xian, his dull eyes suddenly filling with anger, glaring at Chu Mo: "Lu Tianming! It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, why would I have had to frame my own younger brother? He was my brother… connected by blood, brother of the same mother!"
