C797 Continuous Strike

Qin Shihao's anger could not cause any waves in Mo Tianjiao's heart. Without love, there was no hate. She had never loved this man, so of course she wouldn't have any thoughts of hating him.

In her eyes, Qin Shihao could only be a pitiful person. As an old man who entered his old age early due to the insect poison, Mo Tianjiao felt even more guilty towards him.

"I'm sorry, that's all I can do