The little marquis of the Mo family was depressed as he got up and leaped onto the pavilion to avoid Mo Su Yun's sword, which cut without hesitation. He said angrily, "Mo Su Yun, are you ever going to stop It's just a trivial matter, but it seems like I killed your parents!" This is truly unreasonable and too narrow-minded.,Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes, "Do you want me to personally go and explain things to Mosuiyun",Ye Li patted his shoulder with some感慨 (sigh), "Alright, go and deal with the matter first. If you misbehave again in future, I won’t spare you!" It was already a time when she couldn't ruffle her son’s head anymore. Sixteen-year-old Mo Xiaobao had long been taller than Ye Li.。