บท 921: Rage (1)

At this moment, in the Mo Family's Mechanism City.

Xi Jiang followed Mo Chuxing through the eastern gate. Seeing him continue further in, Xi Jiang's expression changed drastically. "Little young master, don't go! It's dangerous! We can make another kite!"

Since Mo Chuxing developed aphasia, he had shut himself off from the outside world. Like many autistic child prodigies, he was only interested in a few things, ignoring everything else.

Mo Chuyi had exploited this, throwing Mo Chuxing's favorite kite into the Mo family's Mechanism City.

Mo Chuxing had no idea how dangerous the Mechanism City was. To him, he was simply retrieving his kite.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a heavy gate fell. Xi Jiang quickly grabbed Mo Chuxing and rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding being crushed.

But this was just the beginning.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Arrows fired, and the ground began to shift.