She had repaid Mo Nanjue with her life.
The thought surged up like a possessed soul that couldn't be shaken off.
Luo Xiao didn't dare, didn't want to think, he forced himself to dismiss the thought, he had always been firm, their twenty-one years of affection couldn't possibly be destroyed by a Mo Nanjue who barged in halfway.
How could it be possible?
Yes, impossible, Xiao Ran loved him, even if there was a place for Mo Nanjue in her heart, as long as she returned to his side, he was confident that he could make her forget completely.
"You're the one who's not worthy!" Mo Nanjue pinned Luo Xiao against his waist, immobilizing him, as the man's fist smashed onto his face, "If she comes out safe, you can enter crippled!"
Pain flared on his right cheek as Luo Xiao licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, he was not to be outdone and swung a punch back, Mo Nanjue dodged and was grabbed by the collar, then struck back with the back of his hand.
