"I don't want it."
"For example, money, status..."
"These things are far less valuable than my principles," Mo Yitong said slowly as she stared at Carl.
Carl nodded. "Since you don't want these things, I won't force you. I'll deal with you at this time tomorrow." After that, Carl said with a stern look, "Come on! Take Miss Jasmine down."
"Yes!" A burly man came over and grabbed Mo Yitong's wrist.
Walking out of the room, Carl's voice drifted over. "Think about it. What should you choose..."
Mo Yitong clenched her fists tightly and angrily looked back. When she turned around and saw the shouts beside her, the corners of her mouth suddenly curled up.
Once again, he was brought back to the cave. It was still pitch-black inside. Shouting, he grabbed the chain and locked Mo Yi Tong's han
