The three of them were thinking about their own things, and Mo Yu fell into deep thought.
An image began to emerge in my mind.
When I was in a very difficult situation, Huan Xuanxuan helped me.
It was with his help that I was able to do so smoothly.
Now Huan Xuanxuan came to him for help. He clearly promised Huan Xuanxuan verbally, but he did not do what he promised.
Mo Yu sighed inwardly, with some shame in his deep eyes.
Suddenly, he raised his head and something came to his mind.
Since they came to find me, it might not be that simple.
He asked tentatively.
"You guys are not coming to me simply to seek refuge with me, are you?"
Huan Xuanxuan raised his head, his eyes were complicated, and there was a feeling of whole grains in his eyes.
Then he nodded slowly.
"Lord Mo, you are right. The two of us did not just come to you for help. We want to avenge everyone in the old house, young and old, from top to bottom!"
Huan Xuanxuan became more and more excited as he spoke, and his tone of voice became different and his voice became louder.
Mo Yu understood Huan Xuanxuan's inner pain and discomfort, and was even more angry.
"In that case, how do you want revenge?"
When Huo Shaoyuan heard about revenge, his eyes immediately lit up and flashed with light.
A hint of viciousness flashed across his eyes, but only for a moment, and no one noticed the hatred in Huo Shaoyuan's heart.
He looked at Mo Yu, and his eyes immediately brightened.
Huan Xuanxuan's eyes also lit up and he looked at Mo Yu with joy.
He was just waiting for him to say this. He might not be able to kill Yi Yutang under the sight of the Ninth Prince by himself.
Moreover, his subordinates have already told him the latest news that Yi Yutang had left Qingzhou long ago and found Yi Qingyu.
Under Yi Qingyu's protection, it became even more difficult to touch him. He has not come out of the Ninth Prince's mansion yet.
It is now extremely difficult for Huan Xuanxuan and Huo Shaoyuan who want to take revenge.
"My Lord, we..."
Huan Xuanxuan hesitated and paused for a moment.
Now we must have the help of Lord Mo, the power of Lord Weiwu, and a certain strategy, and I am sure we can get revenge.
With the help of Lord Mo, not only can Huo Shaoyuan's life be guaranteed.
Besides, the capital city is not like Qingzhou, which is the main territory of the Ninth Prince, but with the help of Lord Mo.
He believed that things would go much more smoothly.
"Just speak frankly."
Mo Yu saw Huan Xuanxuan's hesitation and indecision.
"How do you want to take revenge? Do you have a comprehensive plan in mind?"
Huo Shaoyuan was very excited at first, but when he heard whether there was a plan.
He lowered his head, hung his head, and shook his head gently.
He pursed his lips, then slowly opened them, and a faint voice rang out.
"Lord Mo, I haven't thought of it yet..."
Huan Xuanxuan glanced at Huo Shaoyuan with a grim expression. He didn't have any plans either.
Along the way, in addition to hurrying on the road, he also had to deal with the people sent by the Ninth Prince to kill him.
What's more, Huo Shaoyuan's mind was filled with hatred towards Yi Qingyu.
There was no time or leisure to think about how to plan revenge, my mind was filled with hatred.
"I... didn't..."
Huan Xuanxuan also shook his head. Mo Yu took a look at the two of them and understood what they meant.
He looked forward with his deep eyes, stretched out his right hand, and placed his index finger and thumb under his chin.
He was lost in thought, but still formulating a plan in his mind.
Huo Shaoyuan only now realized that he had not even started planning.
He began to hate himself. How could he be so foolish that he hadn't even started planning yet
"Then think about it again. Don't be anxious. You can't rush into revenge. You have to take a long-term view."
Huan Xuanxuan nodded ashamedly. It was indeed true. We couldn't act too hastily.
"Yes, Lord Mo, we understand and will definitely pay attention to it, but with your help we will definitely work harder."
Mo Yu nodded, and looking at the attitudes of several people, he knew their inner determination.
"Well, okay, it's a good thing that you have such determination."
Huo Shaoyuan felt relieved after hearing what Mo Yu said.
Mo Yu thought about it, wanting to know to what extent they wanted revenge, so that he could start planning better.
After a pause, he looked at Huo Shaoyuan, who was lowering his head in pain, and asked hesitantly.
"Mr. Huo, to what extent do you want revenge now? Only in this way can I help you properly."
When Huo Shaoyuan heard this, he raised his head abruptly, his eyes widened, and a light flashed in his eyes.
He looked at the person in front of him seriously, with determination flashing in his expression.
His hands were shaking slightly, his expression was unnatural, and he began to become agitated.
"Lord Mo, I think..."
Mo Yu looked at Huo Shaoyuan and nodded.
Huo Shaoyuan's pupils suddenly widened. He became angry when he thought of Yi Yutang's face, and the scene of his old house being engulfed by flames.
He seemed to see through the raging flames his mother struggling hard in the thick smoke, and the servants running back and forth.
Screams, sounds of fear, the sound of hurried footsteps, and sounds of pain.
There was a lot of noise in his ears. Huo Shaoyuan shook his head, trying to get rid of the sound in his head.
It took a while before he shook off the voice in his head, and a trace of pain flashed across his eyes.
He kept thinking back to that night, and from time to time he could hear the voices of his mother and the servants.
"No… "
Huo Shaoyuan stood up suddenly.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Yu's hand forcefully, using a lot of force.
Mo Yu frowned, this force was a bit painful.
"Lord Mo, I want Yi Yutang to be disgraced, his reputation and influence destroyed, and his infamy forever."
As soon as Mo Yu heard it, he knew how great the hatred in his heart was.
However, he could feel his hatred for Yi Yutang more clearly from the strength in his hands.
Huo Shaoyuan then noticed that Mo Yu's face looked ugly and his eyes were startled.
He quickly loosened his hand, and in an instant Mo Yu felt that the strength in his hand was gone.
"My Lord, I'm sorry. I was too excited. I shouldn't have been so tactless."
Mo Yu shook his head, and his blood began to circulate. The comfortable feeling made him feel much more comfortable, and his complexion also looked much better.
"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry too much, I understand."
The gentle smile gave people a gentle feeling, but suddenly his face changed slightly, thinking of what Huo Shaoyuan had just said.
With a solemn tone and a heavy face, he began to speak to Huo Shaoyuan.
"Well, I know what you mean."
Huo Shaoyuan came back to his senses, hatred still in his eyes. He had no intention of changing his mind and wanted to kill Yi Yutang. He was determined to make him suffer.