Si Mo stared vacantly ahead, his expressionless face focused on manipulating the helicopter at a steady pace.
Next to him in the co-pilot seat sat a baby, who was wailing loudly.
"Xiaoyi!" Xia Yiwan, seeing that familiar little face, immediately burst into tears.
"Don't cry, I will definitely rescue our Xiaoyi," Si Mo said solemnly, his face etched with unprecedented solemnity and determination.
To control Mu Cangkong and use him to breach from within, especially on this day meant for cleansing...
The enemy's trap was laid deeply and ruthlessly!
"Brother is not in his right mind right now, I'm afraid he will hurt Xiaoyi," Xia Yiwan said.
"Thinking too much now will only affect your judgment, go find Sister Gui now, leave the rest to me," Si Mo said in a deep voice.
Xia Yiwan shook her head and retreated to a corner: "I'll wait for you here."
Si Mo's fingers flew like lightning, quickly pressing and operating various machinery.
