He was always cold and proud in front of his father, though he had, in reality, already accepted the man.
For one, his father was the one his mother had chosen!
Besides that, Mu Yazhe had proven himself to be deserving of his approval!
His father sensed something hitting the depths of his heart hard. It broke through instantly and flooded him with warm currents, which made him invulnerable to the constant gusts of chilly wind.
Youyou snorted as he watched the elder wince in agony. With his lips folded into a slight smile, he asked, "Great-uncle, you owe me two more bullets; can you endure until then?"
"…"
"These two bullets are for my grandparents whom I've never met!"
With that, two gunshots rang about as they directly hit the elder's chest.
The shots missed his heart by barely an inch.
The old man truly fainted this time around!
