"Pa", a clear slap in the face, Mo Hua threw Mo Tian a slap in the face, "who said to bloody wash the literati, return my blood feud for a hundred years? You run away for me. Even if I don't run away, I'll live to wait for you to come back and save me. Otherwise, I'll ... "

" Dad... " Mo Tian kneels on the ground and holds his father's thigh in both hands. He knows that if he doesn't promise his father, his father's meaning is that he won't live now.

Mo Hua helped Mo Tian up and wiped his tears from the corner of his eyes. "Remember, you must run out tomorrow. This is the only chance. Fortunately, eight years ago, the city leader Jiang Le was greedy for money and lust. Otherwise, the Mo family's dead men would not contact me this time. So you must succeed this time, Mo Zu. It's up to you. "

Mo Tian felt sad in his heart. He knew it was very important. Otherwise, how could his beloved father beat him? This is the first time he was beaten by his father. Some things have to be decided. Mo Tian looked at his expectant father and had to nod his head. "Dad, I will try my best to run out. You promise me that if I run out, you will also Run out... " Mo Tian said that he could not cry at last.