C51 Come to Ask for Forgiveness

"Nangong Jue, you, how many bad things have you done and how many people have you offended? "How could the poison have already spread out and people still complain that you died too slowly before coming here to assassinate us?"

Mo Yunfei teased Nangong Jue mockingly as he drank his Silver Ear Porridge.

Nangong Jue put down the chopsticks in his hand