"Yes," the Guard Commander immediately responded, ready to execute Mo Ting.
"Uncle, why do you want to kill me, waah waah waah..."
Although Mo Ting had become a fool, he still had a basic understanding of the world, and now he was crying like a tearful person, with tears and snot continuously flowing down.
Chenchen coldly stared at him without a trace of emotion on his face, "Because you deserve to die."
First, he kidnapped his soon-to-be wife, then forcibly hypnotized her.
Each of these things, according to the Royal Family's law, should have been punished by death. Now, he was simply letting him die easily, which was already too lenient.
"Waah waah waah... Uncle, please don't kill me..."
Mo Ting continued to cry incessantly, wanting to pounce over and hug Chenchen's leg, but before he could approach, he was directly pulled back by the guard.
The Guard Commander pulled out his gun and aimed at Mo Ting's forehead.
