1103: Chapter 403.
I’m Not Interested in the Identity of the Dead 1103: Chapter 403.
I’m Not Interested in the Identity of the Dead Chapter 403
The lady in white was seething with rage.
She didn’t understand what was happening, as the fresh blood was uncontrollably spurting out.
She couldn’t even think about stopping, speaking, or consuming an elixir.
Damn it, what on earth was going on…
At that moment, another old man turned his head and glared at Mo Jiuli across from him, demanding, “Was it you who poisoned her?”
“Hmm!” Mo Jiuli nodded and said.
“Give us the antidote, and I might spare your lives!” The old man glanced at the lady in white, whose blood was gushing non-stop, and hesitated before speaking.
“Spare our lives?
Is that so?” Mo Jiuli seemed to hesitate before asking.
“As long as you give us the antidote and cripple your own energy fields, you can get lost!” the old man said with a cold snort.
“Oh, is that so!
Then I’ll be generous and leave your corpses intact!” Mo Jiuli lifted her head and looked at the other party as she spoke.
“Do you know who we are?” The old man said angrily after hearing her words.
If it weren’t for the Eldest Lady’s peculiar condition, he would have slapped these trash to death already!
“I have no interest in knowing the identities of dead people!” Mo Jiuli replied indifferently.
The moment that old man had laid a hand on Baobao, she had decided not to let these people live!
It didn’t matter who they were.
Even if these individuals were the ancestors of the Mo Clan, anyone who harmed Baobao must die…
Baobao was her one and only bottom line, a reverse scale that no one could touch.
Even if they hadn’t touched it, the mere thought of wanting to touch it, she would nip in the bud…
She absolutely wouldn’t allow anyone who attempted to harm Baobao to continue living…
Call her paranoid, call her overindulgent, she didn’t care one bit.
This was who she, Mo Jiuli, was as a mother!
Those who couldn’t stand her could turn a blind eye or kill themselves…
“Hahaha, I’m not afraid to tell you that we are the Four Elders of the Hidden Imperial Clan, and this lady is the daughter of the Great Elder of the Di Clan, Di Xianxian!
Today you few mortals, even though you have decent talents, since you have offended the Di Clan, prepare to die!
And your families will face the wrath of the Di Clan, hahaha!
Hand over the antidote and cripple your own energy fields, and we might spare your lives!” The old man laughed arrogantly upon hearing her words.
Mo Jiuli’s eyebrows furrowed slightly upon hearing this.
The Di Clan?
“Master, the Di Clan is the head of the Seven Great Families of the Hidden Clan…” Chenxiang directly relayed in his mind the limited information they held about the Di Clan.
“I see!” Mo Jiuli nodded.
“Well?
Have you made up your mind?” The old man saw that Mo Jiuli hadn’t spoken for a while and thought she was scared.
“Hmm, I have decided!” Mo Jiuli looked at the old man with a faint smile.
The old man was startled and wanted to say something when he heard a noise from behind him.
Turning around, he got the fright of his life.
He saw that the other three elders had also started to spurt blood frantically…
A lady in white, whose clothes had now turned to blood-stained robes, was bleeding from her mouth.
It was no longer a spurt but a constant flow, like a stream of blood that wouldn’t stop.
She tried to speak, but opening her mouth only resulted in her vomiting blood in large gulps…
She could only glare angrily, staring fiercely at Mo Jiuli across from her, not daring to speak!
And beside her, the three old men were now reliving what had happened to her at the start, each spurting blood in fountains…
The old man turned back to Mo Jiuli wanting to say something when suddenly a sweet, fishy taste filled his throat…
“Pfft…”