"Family?"
Mo Nanze snorted coldly, his face devoid of any expression, his gaze sweeping over Mo Xinman as if he were looking at an inanimate object.
"If you considered me family," Mo Nanze said, "this matter would be handled privately. That way, it's better for everyone."
Over the years, Mo Nanze had always cherished his reputation.
Even when he felt neglected and targeted within the Mo Family, he never showed too much emotion, nor did he engage in direct conflicts with other Mo family members.
But when it came to matters involving Lu Yinfeng, he couldn't bear it.
Mo Qianyan let out a dry laugh, a strong fishy taste spreading through his mouth.
He shouted loudly, "Lu Yinfeng, you've lost your chance to save your dad! Just wait for him to die!"
Lu Yinfeng's face turned deathly pale.