Chapter 372

Chapter 372 - Help Him

“He even got slapped?”

No matter what happened between Han Shaolin and Han Feiyu, Xu Moyu still calmly answered the call. At this moment, Xu Mochen, who was in his arms, stopped crying. Xu Mochen, who was in his arms, stopped crying.

“Old Madam Mu was too agitated earlier. I think she was unable to control her temper.”

Hearing Xu Moyu's voice becoming more dangerous, the subordinate said in a very euphemistic voice, afraid that Xu Moyu would get angry.

Indeed, at this moment, Xu Moyu's eyes showed a hint of coldness. He would not allow Shang Cijie to be bullied like this.

But he didn't. He suddenly laughed and said to Han Shaolin, “Does Sect Leader Han want to manage more families?”

He asked with a smile, but what he meant was that he wanted to take over the Mu Family and throw it over to Han Shaolin.

Han Shaolin naturally knew what he meant. He glanced at Xu Moyu and replied, “I'm not helping you clean up this mess.”

“Sect Leader Han is going too far! Since when have I done anything for you? Haven't I been very obedient in recent years? “Did you listen to me?”

As he said that, Xu Moyu stretched out his long legs and touched Han Shaolin's leg. His smiling lips were raised, obviously wanting to sell his looks for Han Shaolin's help.

Again? I refused him, and gave me that little trick again.

“No way, no way. This matter is too big, it's not good for me to interfere.”

It was not that they were not going to help, but once he moved, the situation would develop differently. Those who did not know what was going on would think that he wanted to invade Mu Family. At that time, if the news of Mu Family and their internal strife spread out, there might be someone who would take the opportunity to stir up trouble and disrupt the morale of the troops.

Xu Moyu was well aware of this matter. He just wanted to ask Han Shaolin if he would blindly pamper him.

But at this moment, Han Feiyu, who assembled the gun on the side, said, “Who is Mommy going to deal with? I'll help you. ” With that, she picked up the gun, aimed it at it and checked it. After that, she looked for a convenient direction, acting like a veteran the whole time.

However, that was also true. The gun was something that Han Feiyu had played with since she was young. To her, this ice-cold monster was nothing more than a toy.

But after looking for a bit, she suddenly looked at Han Shaolin's temple and imitated Xu Moyu's tone as she said to her father, “Sect Leader Han wants to eat a silent bullet?” It sounded harmless, but it was also indescribably childish.