Mo Hengjian, who was about to drag Cui Hua and run away, immediately raised the bloodied dagger defensively in front of his chest when he saw someone coming in, trembling as he said to Madam Ruan, "You... you... don't come over!"
"Jianjian, you... what are you doing? I... I'm your mother."
This scene left Madam Ruan stunned. Could someone tell her what exactly happened? Why was her son holding a bloody knife? And Old Master Mo was lying in a pool of blood.
To say her son killed Old Master Mo, she wouldn't believe it even if beaten to death. Usually, the grandfather and grandson had such a close bond that they could even exchange clothes.
The others couldn't care much; they rushed to check on Old Master, and upon feeling for breath, they found Old Man Mo had already passed away.
"Oh dear! This is terrible, someone's dead."
