"Mo Jinghan, release my mother!" Mo Beiwei glared fiercely at Mo Jinghan.
"So, you refuse to kneel?"
Mo Jinghan crossed her arms, displaying an air of superiority with her head held high, looking down at Mo Beiwei with her chin, "Not kneeling? Fine! Hui'er, take action!"
"Yes, Miss."
Liu Hui obediently nodded, showing a wicked smile on her face.
The next second.
She raised her hand.
It dropped.
A slap struck out!
"Slap!"
Liu Hui's palm heavily landed on Ruan Yao's delicate face.
A startling red handprint appeared as though it was branded onto Ruan Yao's face!
"Mother!"
Mo Beiwei instantly panicked, her cultivation at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage bursting forth, surging towards Liu Hui!
Seeing this.
Mo Beiwei was about to rush forward!
"Mo Beiwei, think it through! If you take one more step, do you believe your worthless mother will be immediately beheaded?" Mo Jinghan's icy voice sounded.
This sentence was like an immobilization spell cast on Mo Beiwei!
