Chapter 500: Final Battle - III

Mo Qinhe stood tall and menacing in the center of the grand hall. He had his gun pointed directly at Mu Qingqing's head while his other hand trapped her hand so that she could not make any move to free herself.

His cold, calculated eyes scanned the room, taking in the sight of his fallen men lying motionless on the ground. However, instead of feeling remorse or regret, his lips curled into a dark, sinister smile. He knew he had lost his battle. 

However, the queen was in his hand, and that was enough for him. 

"Let go of me, Mo Qinhe," Mu Qingqing sneered coldly. 

"Mo Qinhe, drop the gun. It's over. You have lost," Qin Yufeng said. 

Hearing that, Mo Qinhe laughed. "Drop the gun? Let go of her? Why? So that you can kill me and end my life? Do you think I am a fool, Qin Yufeng?"