C69 Unsolicited Solicitude

"Uncle, aren't you regretting it a little too late?"

"Shut up."

Mo Beichen took out a dagger from his waist. The tip of the dagger cut through Su Yueru's clothes, and the blood had already dyed the left side of her sleeve completely. The clothes and the wound were stuck together, tearing the flesh of the wound.

"Bite it."

Mo Beichen said as he put a handkerchief to Su Yueru's mouth