"Is there anything else?" Mo Liancheng did not respond to Mo Jingxuan, instead, he directly fixed his gaze on Qu Tan'er.
"What will it take to let me leave the manor? There is one thing you need to understand, today I must leave the manor. You have three choices before you, one is to let me go, two is to give me a letter of release, three... kill me." The exquisite and beautiful face of Qu Tan'er was serious and decisive, without a hint of hesitation, displaying a stance of burning all bridges.
Either don't do it, or never stop. If unsuccessful, then become a martyr.
The last three words caused the calm and stable eyes of Mo Liancheng to tremble suddenly. After a moment, his long eyelashes quivered slightly, and he slowly opened his lips and said, "If you want to go out, it depends on what skills you have to make this King nod."
"Skills? What do you have in mind?"
"What do you think?" Mo Liancheng raised an eyebrow and asked back.