do you think she will still treat you in the future""Qin Fuzi was taken aback. "I... I didn't mean to make things difficult for her. It's mainly because she is arrogant and dismissive. Even when beati..."!"

Mo Jun Yi listened to Mo Yun Chen's words, he only felt unbelievable.

Did he misunderstand His father actually called this a 'minor matter'

He knew better than anyone how much his father craved the immense power of the "secret weapon" in An Xue Tang's hands.

But what was he hearing now Could his father possibly think of making explosives as a trivial matter

This is too abnormal.

Even if he were a fool, he would understand that his father king probably had something more important than making secret weapons to attend to right now, so he wanted him to leave quickly.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that when his father had rushed out just now, it seemed like he wanted to say: "You're here."

Who

Who is he waiting for

Who is so important that he would show such anticipation

Thinking this, Mo Junyi felt even more that he shouldn't leave at this moment. He wanted to know who his father king was waiting for.

After a moment of silence, Mo Junyi began, "Father, I have some updates on the weapon production to discuss with you."

"! "

Mo Yunchen had completely lost his patience at this point. He was already in a complicated mood, and he didn't have the time or inclination to waste it arguing with Mo Junyi. Gritting his teeth, he roared at Mo Junyi, "Mo Junyi, are you deaf Get out!"

"Father, I..."

"Damn it!"

With Mu Yunchen's furious roar, a slap landed on the person in front of him without any mercy.

Mo Junyi's face was directly hit to the side, even so, Mo Yunchen had no regrets at all. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Junyi still had use for him now, he would have definitely done more than just slap him.

Mo Junyi lowered his head. He turned back, but before he could speak, Mo Yunchen roared again, "Get out!"

By this time, Mo Junyi naturally wouldn't continue to stay and court death. After responding with a "yes," he turned and left.

Mo Yunchen looked at the guards, "If something like this happens again tonight, don't keep your heads on your shoulders."

He then turned and went into the tent.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw a figure and immediately became alert. "Who is it"

Today, to meet that person, he called all his guards outside the tent. So when he saw a figure, he instinctively wanted to make a move.

Then, the person in the corner slowly walked out.

This man was wearing a mask, but the clothes he wore were no stranger to Mo Yunchen. So, the moment he saw this man, Mo Yunchen froze in place, his whole body tensed up, his eyes fixed on the man slowly walking towards him.

This person was getting closer and closer, Mo Yunchen's face flushed red with nervousness. Was he here

The masked man finally stopped in front of Mo Yunchen, seeing him in a daze. The man raised his hand and gently patted Mo Yunchen's shoulder, "Chen'er, it's me."

"!"

Mo Yunchen's breath suddenly became rapid, uncontrollable, his heart racing uncontrollably. It was truly... he really was.

At this moment, he was in a state of confusion, unsure of what he was doing or what he should be doing.

They stared at each other in silence, and neither knew how long it had been. Finally, Mo Yunchen regained his thoughts, his voice trembling slightly. “You... When did you come”

"Just got here not long ago, waited for a long time"

"No... no, and I didn't wait long." Mo Yunchen wasn't as calm and collected as usual. At this moment, there was a hint of excitement on his face, as if he had seen the most important person in his life.

The man nodded slightly, "Hmm."

"I don't know what he was thinking, but the man in the mask suddenly darkened his eyes and his voice became noticeably colder as he added, "Was that child just now your son Mo Junyi"

Mò Yún Chén nodded, "Yes."

A trace of disgust flashed in the man's eyes, "He and we are not on the same side. Are you still going to keep him"

The man's voice was low and even, devoid of any inflection. His eyes were cold as ice, offering not a hint of warmth.

Perhaps seeing the man's nameless hostility and aversion towards Mo Junyi, Mo Yunchen hesitated for a moment, explaining with some lack of confidence:

But... he's my son, and he spent some time with An Xue Tang. She seemed to trust him very much, so she let him get close to those incredibly powerful weapons.

Under the mask, the man's brow furrowed, as if he didn't think much of it. His voice grew colder and colder, "So what Are you going to keep him"

Mo Yunchen tightened his hands, listening to his meaning... it seemed like he didn't want Mo Jyunyi to live.

But... Mo Junyi is his only son. He has poison in his body, and if it's not cured in a day, he will have no chance to have children.

So he should just kill the only blood relative he has now, and he can't do it.

Although he didn't have much affection for Mo Junyi, after all, Mo Junyi was his only son. Letting Mo Junyi die just like that, what if he never had another son in his life Wouldn't everything he had done be for nothing

Thinking of this, the heart that had wavered because of the man's words once again became firm. He looked at the man:

"We still don't know how many secret weapons Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang have. Therefore, we also need to create these weapons. Otherwise, our soldiers will be uneasy when fighting this war. If Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang have a lot of weapons, even if we really cooperate with other countries, we won't stand a chance."

The man narrowed his eyes, his deep gaze fixed on Mo Yunchen, as if he could see right through him.

His eyes sent shivers down Mo Yunchen's spine, but he remained resolute. No matter what, regardless of whether Mo Junyi could actually create that kind of weapon, Mo Junyi's life had to be spared before Mo Yunchen had a son.

Furthermore... he thought of another way to utilize Mo Junyi's value. His eyes became more determined, and he explained to the man:

Needless to say, Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang treat Mo Junyi as their own son. As I know Mo Yunjing, as long as we keep Mo Junyi under our control, we won't have to worry about Mo Yunjing causing trouble.

"To use your own flesh and blood so callously, disregarding familial ties, you speak with such ease."

Mo Yunchen tightened his hands, "As long as it can be accomplished, what does it matter to sacrifice a son"

The man immediately burst into maniacal laughter upon hearing this.

He laughed for a while before finally stopping, his satisfied eyes fixed on Mo Yunchen. He clapped Mo Yunchen on the shoulder with force, his voice loud and deep:

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Well said! You truly are my good son! As long as you can think like this, our calculations over all these years will surely succeed!"

What the heck!!! >

The man's voice was not low. Mo Junyi, who was eavesdropping outside the tent, listened to every word the stranger said without missing a single one.

His face turned pale instantly.

Son!!

What does this man's statement to his father mean

Good son

This man's voice isn't the Emperor's at all, yet he claims Mo Yunchen is his son

So, who... is he!th this Bai Feng a few years ago. Back then, he had covered his face tightly just like today, and he didn't dare to use his own voice. If it hadn't been for him deliberately testing his skills just no...