Mo Ziyin looked at him kneeling on the ground and sighed slightly. He turned around and said helplessly, "General Mo, go back! I told you that I would not leave." There was a tinge of coldness in his voice, half of it was an order and half of it was an earnest heart.
Mo Xi knelt on the ground in silence. He had already expected his answer. But he also decided that if he did not take him back, he would not leave. He was the emperor of Lan Yi. How could he stay in the prison of Holy Capital?
Seeing that he had no intention of getting up, Mo Ziyin knew his stubborness, his insistence. He did not say anything else and returned to the stone bed silently. He lay down and did not say anything else.
After a long time, the iron cage was still silent. Mo Ziyin naturally knew that this was Shengdu
