"Since that is the case, I shall take my leave first."
With a cold sneer in his heart, Lu Yunxiao cupped his hands, his tone indifferent.
"Take care, Young Master Lu."
Mo Tianxing said with a smile.
Lu Yunxiao glanced at him, his gaze flickering slightly, then turned and left with Medusa and Xiao Yi Xian.
As he watched Lu Yunxiao's departing back, the smile on Mo Tianxing's face gradually faded, and his eyes turned sharp and cold.
"Father, are we really just letting them leave like this?"
A figure emerged from behind the hall. He wore white robes, and his somewhat handsome face was utterly pale.
He stared intently toward the doorway, his eyes filled with deep unwillingness and hatred.
"Ya'er, you need more rest with those injuries. Why have you come out?"
Seeing the pale young man, a trace of concern appeared on Mo Tianxing's face.
This young man was Mo Tianxing's son, Mo Ya.
He was also the one Queen Medusa had beaten half to death.
After treatment from the many alchemists of the Black Emperor Sect, along with the use of all kinds of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Mo Ya had escaped danger.
However, his body was still extremely weak.
"Father, I'm fine. But I'm so unwilling to accept this. I want them to pay the price."
Mo Ya's pale face was filled with hatred, while the venom in his eyes had reached its peak.
As the Young Sect Master of the Black Emperor Sect, he had always grown up amid everyone's flattery and fawning.
Whatever he wanted, he had never failed to obtain.
This time, not only had he failed to get the beauty, but he had also been severely injured and nearly died.
How could he ever forget such deep hatred?
The hatred