"Although you are two brothers, if one day a great crisis arises, then there is no brotherly affection, you must choose one, and the other must die. This is the rule set by the Mo Family and Hidden Gate."
Mo Beiyan raised his head viciously, "Get out!"
"Think clearly."
Lin Meijie said nothing more, and after being escorted onto the helicopter, she departed.
Only then did the guards on the entire ship relax their vigilance, and they all lowered their weapons which had been raised high, "Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, would you like us to send a helicopter for you?"
Before Mo Beiyan could speak, Mo Nanjue suddenly turned around, leapt, and jumped back into the sea...
*
On the helicopter on the other side—
Xie Yanghua was lying completely flat on the recliner, unable to stop the blood from his chopped-off left arm, as the guard held gauze to the wound, "Master, hold on a bit, we're almost there."
