He had done much evil at an old age!
"It has nothing to do with you!" The man paused and his brows furrowed deeper. "It's just that I didn't expect you to be related to Mu Yazhe in this way!"
"He's my daddy."
"Now, this has become troublesome."
The man smiled casually, though his eyes gleamed sharply and ruthlessly. "Little Youyou, what to do? Our two families are in deep feud, and one day, I'm gonna trash the Mu family under my feet. They will pay their debt with their blood!"
His words were frosty.
Closing his eyes, he could almost return to that despondent scene in his youth.
He witnessed with his two eyes his mother dying in that fire. As the fire raged, he desperately tried to run into it but was stopped dead by others.
If not for the old man, this accident would not have happened, and his mother would not have been gone from him.
The matter was still a thorn in his flesh up to this day.
