Mo Xingyuan didn't speak immediately; he picked up his teacup and looked at Mayor Shen with a meaningful gaze.
After a while, he finally smiled lightly, "What's this about taking care or not taking care, Uncle Shen might have misunderstood. Zhuyue has achieved today's success not because of me, but because of her own efforts and your Shen Family. I, Mo Xingyuan, don't have such great ability to protect whomever I wish to."
Having said that, he drank the tea in his hand in one gulp.
Upon hearing this, Mayor Shen's face suddenly changed, "Xingyuan, Zhuyue has saved your..."
"Uncle Shen." Mo Xingyuan directly interrupted him, casually placed down his teacup, "Uncle Shen came for Mu Zhenzhen's matter, so I presume Uncle Shen, you must have come prepared?"
Mayor Shen's face turned ashen.
Did Mo Xingyuan mean he wasn't going to protect the Shen Family anymore?
Zhuyue had saved his life; was he really going to push the Shen Family into an unjust situation?
No, he couldn't do that.
