C143 Jealousy

"Feng Chen, she is my, Mo Chengjun's, person, and death is my, Mo Chengjun's, ghost. Who do you think I am?" Mo Chengjun's words were rude as well. The anger that had been held back all this while had now turned into cold words.

"Your people? Mo Chengjun, can you at least show some face? Where were you when she was in danger? "Now that you have the cheek to say that she's yours