When Mo Jue returned to his room, he slumped onto the bed without changing his clothes and wrapped himself in his blanket. He did not want to think about anything or see anything. When he was stifled, he did not kill; when he was not violent, he would simply punish himself.
Ye Wei stared at her leg and shook her head as though she seemed to have long expected him to react in such a way. She was expecting Mo Jue to head for the washroom once he returned to take a cold water bath and cool down.
When they were upstairs, she felt that he had nowhere to vent his frustration. Mo Ye quietly looked on, whereas he remained emotionless and numb. He wanted to fly into a rage but Daddy Mo's strong presence meant that he would certainly be beaten into a pulp if he did. As his brother and he grew up under him, they naturally understood his temper and thus did not fly into a rage.