Mo Jiao's finger twitched, and dark mist clung to his palm. Just as he was about to act, Xiao Jinsheng stopped him with a reverse hold.
"Mo Baby, calm down." Xiao Jinsheng soothed the prepared-to-strike-dragon Mo Jiao.
"Look at what he wrote!" Mo Jiao gritted his teeth, "He's cursing us to die so you can be a widow!"
To avoid Chen Yunji getting hit, Xiao Jinsheng, holding onto a last hope, defended Chen Yunji: "This is a fictional story, the content is made up, it doesn't necessarily depict us."
"He better not be writing about us." Mo Jiao said in a low voice.
He simply snatched the script and flipped it open in his hands.
The page following the book title was the table of contents.
One page of the table of contents had ten chapter titles.
Mo Jiao opened the first page of the contents, seeing only: "Li Died 1, Li Died 2, Li Died 3, Li Died 4..."
He didn't believe it.
Mo Jiao continued to flip.
