The tulle covered Mo Fengwu's face, but her eyes were as sharp as knives.

He glanced down at the woman who was pulled down to the ground, with a frightening murderous intention spreading around her body.

"You, what are you doing? You, do you know who I am? I am the Marquis of Yinshan! If you dare to touch a hair on my head, I will let your entire Mo family be buried with you!"

Mrs. Yin Shanhou shouted, Mo Fengwu narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips wantonly.

"what did you just say?"

"I said I am Mrs. Yin Shanhou, if you dare...ah!"

Mo Fengwu's eyes seemed to be smiling, but the next second, she kicked Mrs. Yin Shanhou in the face.

Mrs. Yin Shanhou screamed, blood and teeth spurted out.

Mo Fengwu bent down slightly, leaned closer, looked directly into her eyes, and asked again:

"Huh? What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again~!"

"Well, I...ah!"

He slapped him directly.

"The voice is too low, please make it louder~"

"You...ah!"

Another slap!

Mo Fengwu's hand was very heavy, and with a few slaps, Mrs. Yin Shanhou's face, which was once a mature lady, was completely swollen into a pig's head, and was beyond recognition.

She was wailing and yelling, and at this moment, the door of the Mo family opened, and the old man Mo Yanjing was pushed out in a wheelchair.

When he looked up, Mo Yanjing was also shocked. There were corpses all over the ground, and blood was flowing everywhere. He couldn't help but exclaimed in shock:

"what happened?"

No one present knew what was going on, including the boy who went back to report the news before. However, Mrs. Yin Shanhou, when she heard the movement, she immediately screamed:

"Crazy! This woman is crazy!"

"Uh, are you..." Mo Yanjing couldn't help but ask.

Mrs. Yin Shanhou immediately struggled to stand up and shouted: "I am Mrs. Yin Shanhou! You Mo family, you killed my son, and now you want to kill me. Let me tell you, this debt is not over! I want to let you

The entire Mohist family was buried with him."

"What did you say? Kill your son...the Prince of Yin Shanhou?"

"Hmph! Can I still admit my mistake? It's this bitch! She was the one who tortured and killed my poor Yao'er and hanged him on the stone wall in front of so many people! Now she still wants to kill me...

Wait for me, Madam! This bitch, and you, the Mo family, no one can escape... ah!"

Mrs. Yin Shanhou was roaring unbridled, but the next second, a familiar slap slapped her face again.

For a moment, not to mention the Mo family who had just come out, even the old man Mo Yanjing was shocked.

At this time, I heard Mo Fengwu say:

"Grandpa, I'm here. You can go back to your room and rest first."

Mo Yanjing frowned, but didn't ask any more questions. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "That's fine. Shuwen, you stay and look after Wu'er."

Mo Shuwen was a branch of the Mo family. He was only in his early twenties. He responded respectfully. After Mo Yanjing left Mo Shuwen behind, he glanced at Mrs. Yin Shanhou for the last time and turned around to go back.

For a moment, the door of the huge Mo family fell silent again.

Mrs. Yin Shanhou, who originally thought that the appearance of the old man Mo Yanjing would make her fearful of her identity, was completely stunned. But then, before she could recover, she saw Mo Fengwu slowly approaching her

before.

"Why, you're disappointed, right? But don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being..."
Chapter completed!