"You..." Looking at the ghost-like smile on his face, Ou Jue's hard-put-on composure finally shattered completely. A flash of panic crossed his eyes. He gripped the iron bars in front of him and shook them violently, teeth clenched as he forced out: "What on earth do you want to do? You can't treat me like this."
"Oh?" Mu Ci turned back to look at him, as if hearing some huge joke, and chuckled, "Why can't I treat you like this? You ignored my warnings first, and you laid your hands on my person first. Allowing you to remain alive and well up to this point is already an extraordinary act of mercy."
With a malicious curl of his lips, Mu Ci gently took hold of Xu Qiaoqiao's hand, turned, and walked out. His indifferent voice remained in the chilly air: "Ou Jue, enjoy the little bit of freedom you have left. After all, the rest of your life will be spent in a dark, sunless prison."
Chapter 1657