Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 217: Family Meeting, Nightmare Begins!
Now, Mo Qingwu was curled up in the corner of her room, tears streaming down her face. Her small mouth was pouted, wanting to cry out loud but not daring to. In her heart, she kept calling: Brother Chu Yang, Iām so pitiful, they are all bullying meā¦ please come quicklyā¦ sobā¦
In these past few days, Mo Qingwu had sensitively noticed that even the attitude of the maids around her had obviously changed compared to beforeā¦
Every time her mother saw her these days, she would hug her and cry, tears flowing with pain and helplessnessā¦
Mo Qingwu faintly felt that something bad was about to happen to herā¦
It was an ominous premonition!
Yet, she could do nothing. With her wide, terrified eyes, she gazed at these changes in confusion. It seemed the only thing that could give her a sense of security was the knife in her handā¦ the one Brother Chu Yang gave her!
The family meeting of the Mo Family finally began!
When Mo Tianji entered the hall, his heart sank heavily!
Inside the hall, the incense curled, and the ancestral tablets had been brought out, placed solemnly on the incense altar at the top; across from them, his father, Mo Xingchen, sat upright and stern.
On either side, there were four chairs each, and sitting on them were several spirited individuals. Some had graying temples, some had frosty white hair, and others had youthful black hair; but Mo Tianji knew that these individuals were all of similar age, their appearances revealing nothing.
Because these were indeed the eight great elders of the Mo Family!
The two middle-aged men closest to his father's seat were actually the highest-ranking ancestors in the family, possessing the greatest prestige.
His elder brother, Mo Tianyun, dressed in snow-white robes, sat in the leftmost position. Opposite him was an empty seat, undoubtedly his own.
Beneath these two, there were seven or eight chairs, occupied by the direct descendants of the Mo Family and important experts.
Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.
Mo Tianji felt a sinking feeling in his heart: Even the ancestral tablets had been brought out! Clearly, a significant decision was to be made today! And this decision was likely absolutely related to Mo Qingwu!
His little sister had not arrived yet.
With a grim face, Mo Tianji slowly walked in. He held his back straight, his gaze fixed on his father's face, seeking a hint of warmth for his little sister from this stern countenance.
Mo Tianji's hopes were dashed. Mo Xingchenās face showed no expression, but there was a fleeting shadow of sorrow when his gaze met his son's.
Mo Tianji sensitively caught that fleeting sorrow. He stopped in front of his seat, slowly turned to face Mo Tianyun, the person with whom he shared a blood bond with his little sister!
A glint of triumph flashed in Mo Tianyun's eyes; however, a cold chill crossed Mo Tianjiās. Since you are unkind, donāt blame me for being unjust!
Without saying a word, Mo Tianji slowly sat down in his own seat.
In the hall, only Mo Tianji and Mo Tianyun were dressed in pure white garments, sitting across from each other. On the surface, they were calm, but at the moment Mo Tianji took his seat, everyone in the hall could distinctly feel a tense atmosphere of rivalry surging between the two brothers.
āToday, I summoned everyone here to announce an important family matter,ā Mo Xingchen said, his three strands of beard fluttering in the wind, his lips trembling slightly before he quietly commanded: āBring Mo Qingwu up!ā
Mo Tianji's pupils constricted violently.
At the entrance, Mo Qingwu was led in by two maids, appearing anxious and timid, her small face pale.
In her arms, she clutched a tattered-looking knife. She held it so tightly, as if this knife was her only source of comfort.
She stood there alone in the middle, pitifully glancing at her father, timidly looking left and right. Finally, her desperate gaze fell on her second brother, her small lips trembling like grass in the wind.