The old master looked at Beitang Yao with utter astonishment. Wasn't this putting him on the spot? Can the dead come back to life?
"Yao, life in this world is but a few decades. Do you really want to live in hatred? Your mother loved your father so much, she wouldn't want to see you and your father estranged like this, do you understand? Living in such pain, your mother would not be at ease." The old master had never imagined that his grandson's hatred for his father had really reached this point.
Beitang Yao's cold eyes revealed a faint indifference, emitting a harsh glint. He took a deep breath to keep himself from losing control: "Grandfather, let's not talk about these things. I will only do what I deem right, and if anyone dares to stop me, no matter who that person is, I will make them understand the consequences of obstructing me."
