As his words were spoken, Yuwen Mo immediately realized what was happening.
Clenching his teeth, he lowered his head and repeated the words he had previously said to Su Deheng.
"Rest assured, Your Highness, Luo Qingtong has humiliated the Dragon Group and your honor so thoroughly, in the bet duel in three days, I will personally cripple her strength, making her pay for this!"
"Very good!"
Seeing the expression on Yuwen Mo's face, Mo Chenxuan smiled suddenly.
His body relaxed as he leaned back, his complexion coldly stating, "I had initially heard you were determined to marry her, and thought to spare her on your behalf. But since you are so devoted to me, let's go with your plan!
"Just right, my manor is short of a few lowly female slaves. I heard that Luo Qingtong looks quite good?"
The smile on Mo Chenxuan's lips was chilling.
"Even though she's from a Lower-class Country, being crippled and then serving as a female slave is still somewhat beneath us."
