Mo Qingwu and her masters had left. Only the crowd of Mo Clan was left behind. The Mo Clan's people looked at each other in dismay. They then heaved a sigh, and regretting that they had hit the wall!
[Dammit! Who would've had the balls to offend the Young Miss if we had known that she had such badass behind-the-scene supporters…? In fact, it would've been too fu*king late to get anything even if Mo Wuxin and Mo Tianyun were here…]
However, Mo Tianji's attitude was very steady as compared to the other people of the Mo Clan in terms of regret and sense of loss.
"Would you be able to preserve the good stuff if they had given you any?" Mo Tianji snorted, "How will we be able to survive if we rely on others? How will we be able to become formidable?"
"We only have to rely on ourselves!" Mo Tianji heavily said, "We only have to rely on ourselves!"