Princess Xiangrui in Huanzhu

Since he wanted to turn hostility into friendship, Yue Qingshu gave a brief self-introduction.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ying's eyes flashed with surprise. It turned out that she had heard of Yue Wenli's name, and even her father Mo Xinqiang admired him.

You know, they all came from poor backgrounds, but Yue Wenli made a name for himself with his own strong abilities and tenacious perseverance.

For those who admire the strong, Yue Wenli has undoubtedly become a role model and hero in their minds.

Now that he knew that the heroic young man in front of him was actually Yue Wenli's son, Mo Ying couldn't help but feel secretly happy, and the chances of his wish coming true seemed to have increased a bit.

After an in-depth communication, feeling that they had talked about everything, Mo Ying decided to go back and look for Mo Xinqiang.

When she first took a step, she felt an unbearable pain in her chest as if it was burned by fire, and her head was dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.

However, when she set out on her journey home, her discomfort symptoms miraculously disappeared as things took a turn for the better.

At this moment, she no longer had a splitting headache, her legs were no longer weak and sore, and even the stabbing pain in her chest disappeared.

The whole person was full of infinite energy and passion as if he was reborn. His thoughts became unusually clear. All other trivial matters were thrown behind his mind. He only wanted to find Mo Xinqiang as soon as possible.

At this time, Mo Xinqiang was sitting leisurely in the lobby, savoring tea.

Don't be fooled by his rough and bold appearance, like a big and strong man, but deep down he has the heart of a literary young man.

On weekdays, his favorite activity is to brew a pot of hot tea and savor its flavor.

"Dad!" Accompanied by a clear and pleasant call, Mo Ying stepped into the lobby.

Mo Xinqiang looked up when he heard the voice, and when he saw that his daughter had regained her former energetic and spirited appearance, a brilliant smile immediately broke out on his face.

"Dad, I just talked to Yue Qingshu." Mo Ying said impatiently.

"Yue Qingshu? This name sounds a little unfamiliar... Who is he?" Mo Xinqiang frowned slightly and tried hard to search his mind for memories of this person, but to no avail.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said, "Oh! By the way, Ying'er, didn't you go to look for the 'savage' we kidnapped? Could it be that this Yue Qingshu is him?"

Indeed, although Yue Qingshu is still young, his face full of beard makes him look rather sloppy, and at first glance he really looks like a savage.

Mo Xinqiang had a look of disdain on his face and pouted his lips in disgust, muttering to himself: Even though Ying'er repeatedly reminded him to be polite and courteous to Yue Qingshu, the anger in his heart was still difficult to dissipate.

If I hadn't retained a trace of rationality, I would have probably given this guy a dozen or twenty hits! However, when I saw Mo Ying's ecstatic look, could it be that there really was a breakthrough?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to pay attention. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that there was nothing wrong with what Mo Ying did, even though he sometimes felt a little wronged and depressed.

After all, the gap in strength between the two sides is too great, and this approach may be the only way to ensure everyone's safety!

"What's the matter?" Mo Xinqiang asked casually, pretending to be nonchalant, but in fact he had already been concentrating and listening attentively.

"Dad, he made two requests."

"Hmph! This guy actually has the guts to make demands? Doesn't he know that he's just a prisoner now?" Mo Xinqiang complained reluctantly.

However, despite being extremely unhappy, Mo Xinqiang still tried hard to control his emotions.

Because reason reminded him that this situation was normal, after all, it was his side that was at a disadvantage.

Don't let your brothers from the entire village die in vain just for the sake of momentary pleasure.

"What are the conditions?" Mo Xinqiang frowned tightly, moved his lips slightly, and muttered softly.

His voice was low and suppressed, as if he was shrouded by an invisible pressure. It contained both undisguised curiosity and a hint of uneasiness.

Mo Ying looked at Mo Xinqiang with a determined gaze and said without hesitation: "First, those extremely evil people must be handed over to the court for punishment according to the law!"

Her words were powerful, full of determination and resoluteness. In fact, even if Yue Qingshu had not made this request, Mo Ying would never tolerate those bad apples.

Because she knew very well that these people were bad to their core, and no matter how they were persuaded or punished, they could not truly reform.

For such utterly evil people, if we continue to allow them to remain in the world, it will only lead to more unexpected disasters.

Rather than raising a tiger to cause trouble, it is better to make a prompt decision and bring it to justice to prevent future troubles. However, after hearing this condition, Mo Xinqiang's face changed and he secretly complained in his heart.

You know, although Sun Dahe and others were not good people, they had followed him for many years and were loyal to him. Now he was in a dilemma to abandon these confidants.

After all, as the lord of a mountain, if he cannot even protect his own confidants, how can he have the face to lead the people and establish his prestige in the future?

If he does so, he will not only lose the support of his subordinates, but may also be deserted by everyone.

Thinking of this, Mo Xinqiang felt upset and a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Seeing Mo Xinqiang's hesitation, Mo Ying was not surprised at all, because she knew her father's character and way of dealing with people very well.

She knew very well that her father had always been a man who attached great importance to brotherhood.

However, this so-called loyalty is sometimes hard to understand. After all, those people whom he tried his best to protect are actually just a group of greedy and selfless guys like termites.

Whenever Mo Ying thought of this, he would feel suffocated as if he had swallowed a few disgusting flies. This feeling is really difficult to describe in words.

"Ying'er, they are all from our village! If I hand them over, how can I stay in this village in the future?" Mo Xinqiang said with a worried look on his face.

Mo Ying thought to herself: Don't be alone, this village cannot be saved.