"You have just recovered, so it's best not to provoke her again. She is not someone you can easily mess with, and Elder Mu will not agree with you doing so."
"Heh, I didn't realize you were a coward who was afraid of your home." Moody said sarcastically.
Ying Shi, who used to have a hotter temper than him, did not get angry as usual. Instead, he said with a complicated expression: "Moody, the outside world is not as simple as you think. Even the Sixth Continent... is not what you see."
He hadn't finished speaking yet, and Moody didn't have time to ask him what he meant.
Someone rushed in.
"Master."
The person who came was from the Mu family. When he saw Ying Shi inside, he hesitated for a moment, but his anxiety still took over and he hurriedly said to Mu Di.
"The helicopter that Mr. Mu was riding in broke down."
"What!"
Moody's expression suddenly changed. He didn't care about Ying Shi in the ward and walked out quickly: "Go home!"
…
Mingshan is 700 kilometers away from the reserve.
Mu Qingtian grabbed the handle of the helicopter with one hand and watched his men looking for emergency escape equipment, his eyes frighteningly cold.
"Salan!"
He gritted his teeth and spat out a name, already guessing who was behind it.
The family rules of the Theron family strictly prohibit fighting among the same family. They have sworn an oath to the family elders in the clan cemetery since childhood.
Anyone who kills his own kind will fall into hell and never be able to rise again.
Even when he wanted to compete with the Ten Elders for the position of the head of the Seron Family, he never really attacked his own people. How dare Sai Lan...
But he soon thought of something and looked helpless again.
Sai Lan really dared to do so.
She is a lunatic who is not afraid of retribution.
In just a few seconds, the helicopter began to shake again.
His men found the escape equipment in the cabin, opened it to check, and their expressions suddenly turned pale and fearful.
He looked at Mu Qingtian and said in a trembling voice: "Mu, Mr. Mu, the parachute is broken." Mu Qingtian's eyes were bloodshot. He guessed that Sai Lan would never give him a chance to escape. When he saw the broken parachute, he felt hopeless.
He asked the man flying the plane in front of him in a stern voice.
"Can the altitude be lowered further?"
They are now three thousand meters in the air, and falling from here will surely lead to death.
The captain operated the helicopter dashboard in panic, but he was powerless: "No, I can't do it, Mr. Mu."
Mu Qingtian took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. After all, he was a great hero. Although his face turned pale in the face of death, he did not panic like other people.
Instead, he calmed down and said to the crew, "Please find a way to help me connect to the outside signal. I want to talk to Moody."
"Yes, Mr. Mu."
The crew quickly attempted to connect the signal.
One minute later.
Announce the result in a trembling voice.
"Mr. Mu, I can't connect to the signal."
"… "
Mu Qingtian closed his eyes tightly, his heart trembling, but there was nothing he could do, because he knew that Sai Lan would not give him any chance to tell the truth.
But once he died, Mudi would be torn to pieces by the people of the Sixth Continent alone for the sake of his only son.
Mu Qingtian gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with ruthlessness as he said, "There's also a black box!"
Only those who are doomed to die in a plane crash would care about the black box recording the information they want to leave before they die.
Mu Qingtian concluded that he was going to die.
He left a last message to Moody before his death.
…
Twelve thirty-six.
The Mu family manor received the news.
—The helicopter that Mu Qingtian was on crashed 400 kilometers outside the nature reserve.