"Since you've said that Fierce Beast is very likely to attack Mo Family Manor, all we need to do is wait for it to come!"
Mo Chong's eyes were clear, without the slightest hint of pretense. Yang Qing and the others were deeply moved.
Mo Chong's words might not have sounded particularly weighty, but the Mo Family was no ordinary household. The Mo Residence had hundreds of people, and the slightest misstep would cost far more than a handful of lives.
If disaster struck the Mo Family, not only would the foundation they had worked for years to build be destroyed in a single day, but, even more regrettably, a great philanthropist like Mo Chong would meet a tragic end.
Making a name for oneself once was not difficult, but constantly helping others without caring about fame or wealth was not something just anyone could do.
And now Mo Chong had actually proposed using everyone in his residence as bait to lure that Fierce Beast, Qiongqi, over?
How broad a heart did it take to say such a thing?
"Master Mo, you really don't need to go to such lengths," Yang Qing said. "Even if there isn't a single person left in Mo Family Manor, you've lived here for so many years that this mass of righteous energy has long since taken shape."
"Ordinary people can't see such an aura, but to Qiongqi, it's like a bright beacon lit just for it. There's no way it would miss it."
After listening to Yang Qing, Mo Chong pondered for a moment, then looked up again. "You're right. I was rash just now."
He paused, then continued, "All I thought about was drawing out the Fierce Beast. I failed to consider that, besides my own family, Mo Family Manor also has many