Mo Shiche took a drag from his cigarette, his voice slightly hoarse from the smoke, "So it doesn't matter, the person will have to be dealt with sooner or later."
"But I don't want you to risk danger anymore, don't go after Luo Qiangwei for revenge, who knows what she would do to you... Even though she knows you once posed as 'Mo Shiche', at least she's now very interested in your substitute..."
Sheng Miao suddenly became anxious as she said this, grabbing his hand, "My dear, let's go, leave this place, go somewhere else to get married. Don't help my father seek revenge anymore..."
"Can we really leave?" Mo Shiche squinted and chuckled, "Over these nearly three years, how often have we been hunted by Luo Qiangwei? Miaomiao, have you forgotten the bullet you took for me?"
For as long as he had been awake, they had been pursued by people from the Mo Family.
Brutal, extreme, ruthless, they were set on killing them--
