Little Situ used the gentlest voice to say words that made Pei Jingyuan's scalp tingle.
But he understood very well.
This was Su Mo's way of controlling him.
If Su Mo didn't have such means, he wouldn't keep him alive.
Now, his greatest worry wasn't right in front of him.
In the short term, he definitely wouldn't die.
But he was very worried... after Su Mo captures Night Lord, once he loses his value, will he be abandoned directly?
At that time, he wouldn't even need to do anything more.
As long as he isn't given the antidote, he will die quietly in some unknown corner.
And what made him feel desolate was that he didn't dare to raise any objection to this.
Enduring in silence was his only choice.
At this time, Su Mo smiled and said:
"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that.
"We've been fussing all night, and we're all tired.
"Third Young Master Pei, take a good rest, there are only a few days left until the twenty-eighth of this month.
"We'll set off early tomorrow."
