Chen Yuan took Mo Xiao to the backyard and kicked open the woodshed door.

In the corner of the woodshed, a group of people shrank, then rolled over and sat up like frightened rabbits, and quickly squatted down holding their heads.

Mo Xiao stood at the door and glanced at Tang Xiuyan. Seeing that his clothes were dirty, there was a hint of disgust in his eyes: "Is this Tang Xiuyan?"

Chen Yuan walked up to Tang Xiuyan, kicked his injured shoulder, and said coldly: "Raise your head."

Tang Xiuyan shuddered, then slowly raised his head, parting his messy hair, revealing his face with crisscrossed scars.

Mo Xiao only glanced at it and became even more disgusted: "Why did you become such a ghost?"

Chen Yuan said expressionlessly: "Of course it's to prevent others from recognizing him."

Tang Xiuyan, who was squatting, was just shrinking at first, but when he heard the sound of Mo Xiao, his eyes suddenly widened as if he had been greatly stimulated, and he looked straight at Mo Xiao standing at the door, and then his whole body was filled with emotion. I was shaking, not sure if it was fear or excitement.

Chen Yuan glanced at Mo Xiao and said leisurely: "It seems that your arrival has given him a big surprise. Look, he is staring at you."

Mo Xiao paused and walked in.

As Mo Xiao came closer, Tang Xiuyan trembled even more violently, as if he was extremely frightened. But for some reason, he didn't move away and held on.

A flash of surprise flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes. It was rare to see such a bloody side of Tang Xiuyan.

You know, when Mo Xiao's aura is fully activated, even she can't help but feel frightened.

Mo Xiao stopped in front of Tang Xiuyan and looked at Tang Xiuyan condescendingly: "Why don't you hide?"

Tang Xiuyan trembled and seemed to open his mouth, but no sound came out.

Mo Xiao was not surprised: "Let me guess, you don't hide because you don't want to be embarrassed in front of me and want to have some dignity?"

Tang Xiuyan's pupils shrank and he bit his lip.

Mo Xiao sneered: "What kind of belief is supporting you? Is it... because of Lu Jiuqing?"

Tang Xiuyan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with scarlet red.

He could be begged for mercy like a dog in front of Chen Yuan, and he could endure all humiliations in order to survive, but there was one person in this world whom he was never willing to abandon his dignity in front of.

This person is Mo Xiao, the current emperor.

He also knew that his idea was extremely ridiculous, but he couldn't control it.

Mo Xiao looked at him, as if he had seen through all his thoughts, with a mocking look on his face.

"When have you ever had dignity in front of me?" Mo Xiao raised his foot, stepped directly on Tang Xiuyan's face, and said word for word, "From the moment you took the initiative to send Lu Jiuqing to me, you Tang Xiu’s banquet has no dignity.”

Tang Xiuyan's cheeks were deformed by being stepped on, and his eyes were so red that they were almost bleeding. The hands hanging by his sides could not scratch without fingers, and he could only beat the ground in vain to vent his anger.

Mo Xiao still refused to let him go and said in a deep voice: "I want to tell you that from the moment you sent the person to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, I never thought about returning the person to you."

Tang Xiuyan finally gathered some strength and stretched out his arm to hit Mo Xiao's leg, but as soon as he lifted it up, Mo Xiao stepped on him. With a click, Mo Xiao directly broke his bones.

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