Zhang You was rendered speechless after hearing Mo Junyang’s words. His face turned red, livid and pale, and the colors were enough to open a dyeing workshop.

Mo Junyang smiled and asked, “Lord Zhang, what else do you want to say?”

Zhang You shook his head repeatedly and answered quickly, “No. I listen to you, whatever you say, Your Excellency.”

Compared with his life, loyalty was nothing.

Mo Junyang nodded with ...