"So it's you."
Master Fatty suddenly realized and said, "Are you planning to help them?"
The old man said, "I won't help anyone; I'm just here to resolve this hatred."
"The seeds of hatred have already sprouted; it's not something you can resolve just by saying so."
"Master Fatty also wants to ask you, back then when they massacred my Situ Family, what were you doing?"
"You, being so kind-hearted, shouldn't you have come out to stop them?"
Fatty said.
"I did try to stop them, but by the time I received the message and rushed there, it was too late."
The old man sighed.
"Absurd!"
Fatty laughed furiously and stepped in front of Mo Jun.
Mo Jun's mind and body tightened; just as he was about to escape, Fatty's arm violently extended and grabbed his neck.
"Master, save me!"
Mo Jun cried out for help.
"Now, no one can save you."
Fatty sneered and looked at the old man, "Back then, you didn't help my Situ Family; now I advise you better not meddle."
With that.
