Mo Yan walked to Mo Bai's side.
She helped him up.
After that, she pointed the tip of the blade at Zhao Shuning.
"You..."
"Mo Bai is my son. I will naturally adjust his body."
"He is by my side. I will naturally cure him, no matter what kind of price I have to pay."
Speaking up to this point.
Mo Yan's expression was somewhat unpleasant.
He avoided Zhao Shuning's gaze.
He said, "Yan'Er, if you really are Yan'Er, I hope you will remember that I have raised you for at least ten years. Leave Mo Bai, this child, to me."
Zhao Shuning smiled bitterly.
"Lord Mo Yan, Mo Bai will stay with you. Can you guarantee that the one you value the most is him?"
"Of course, he is my son. I will be the person who cares about him the most in this world."
Mo Yan's words were resolute and decisive.
Zhao Shuning, however, did not think much of it.