He got ready to instruct his men to strike.
"Yes, yes, yes! Fan Yu is leaving right away!" Nian Xiaomu spoke ahead of him.
Then, she gave Fan Yu a push.
"Hurry and leave, stop dawdling! I would be really p*ssed if you stay on and die with me. If you make it out alive, you could at the very least tell Yu Yuehan who had killed me and also take revenge on my behalf."
"Liuliu…
"Stop speaking, hurry and leave!" Nian Xiaomu urged.
However, Fan Yu continued to stand completely still on the ground.
If he wasn't willing to move away, Nian Xiaomu would not be able to push him away due to his large body size.
The two of them still had not ended up with a conclusion after debating for a long while.
It was as if they were performing an opera on stage.
As Mo Qian's sharp gaze flickered, he seemed to have detected something and the expression on his face turned stern.