Jinling City, the Mo Family estate.
At that moment, Mo Xingao was pacing anxiously in Elder Mo's bedroom. Every second was agony for him.
There had still been no news since the Personal Guards had set out. Seeing his father lying unconscious in bed left him deeply distressed.
After checking the time, Mo Xingao took a deep breath. Unable to bear the wait any longer, he asked a nearby Personal Guard, "Have you still not located Jun Wangchen?"
The Personal Guard gave a respectful military salute. "Reporting to General Mo, the young man named Jun Wangchen has been changing locations constantly. He's moving very fast, so he's probably in a vehicle."
Hearing this only made Mo Xingao more anxious.
"Xinao, is Jun Wangchen still not answering your calls?"
"The first call went through, but he didn't answer. Every call after that said the line was busy. I think our young friend Jun has blocked me. He hasn't replied to my texts either. Brother, you really angered him this time." Mo Xinao shook his head, his bitter smile tinged with reproach.
He knew Jun Wangchen's character perfectly well. The more respect you showed him, the more he would show you in return. Conversely, if you treated him rudely, he might just show you what true rudeness looked like.
If Mo Xingao had been a little more polite and courteous earlier, instead of shouting at Jun Wangchen and even throwing him out, none of this would have happened.
Ultimately, his elder brother's contempt and rudeness were entirely to blame for the situation.
Hearing those words, Mo Xingao slapped himself hard across the face, his expression full of regret. "It's all my fucking mouth's fault! If I hadn't gone too far, Jun Wangchen wouldn't have left in anger. If anything happens to Father