Qi Guoqing felt that his son had gotten himself into big trouble; of all people to provoke, he had to mess with such a calamity star.
"You know, Uncle Qi, unless you find those two old masters at the very top, no one dares to release Qi Fei,"
After saying that, Mo Xing smugly rocked on his heels, knowing that he was stating the facts.
"Brother Mo, about this..." Qi Guoqing said, somewhat at a loss for words.
He had originally planned to come and demand an explanation, but now he thought better of it and decided to first try to get his son out.
But Mo Zidao just shook his head, "Guoqing, I think it's still 'he who tied the bell to the tiger must take it off.' Besides, you just heard what Little Xing said, even though I'm the secretary, I cannot command this situation either."
In truth, Mo Zidao knew that if he called Ye Ling, Ye Ling would definitely give him face.
