Li Qin didn't admit it when he heard it, the footsteps by his ear getting closer and closer. He knelt down and bowed twice to Mo Nanjue, "Young Master, I beg you, don't come into danger again, Luo Xiao is really terrifying..."
Mo Nanjue straightened up. He knew that even if he asked, he wouldn't answer. The man looked at him, bent down, and placed his gun in his hand, "Since you have joined the Flame Hall, I cannot bear the title of Young Master."
He turned around and walked out through the side door.
Li Qin watched his back, still kneeling and not moving. After a while, he got up, put the gun in his pocket. Just now, Mo Nanjue had undoubtedly given him a chance.
When he turned around, he could have shot him.
But how could he possibly pull the trigger? Li Qin gave a bitter smile. He closed the side door. After struggling for so long, he still called him Young Master.
He collected his emotions and turned to walk back into the Flame Hall.
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Private hospital.
