"Rise," Mr. Mo said, his smile ever present, as if his expression was rigid, afflicted by some sort of facial ailment.
An Zhe stood up, nothing but respect in his demeanor.
The people around dared not even glance at Mr. Mo.
Mr. Mo spoke, "Didn't we agree last night that I would take that person's life, why did you come out yourself? Could it be... little An, you do not trust me? Afraid I would betray you?"
An Zhe was panic-stricken and immediately said, "I wouldn't dare, never dare, it's just…"
"Mr. Mo, the matter of me poisoning my elder brother has been exposed, I had no choice but to lead my subordinates in a hasty escape here."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Mo's eyes narrowed, "The poisoning has been exposed? You've always been meticulous, how did your father discover it?"
"It wasn't my father, but An Xinyuan… it's done for."
"Done for?"
"Someone has cured him of the poison!"
