"You..." Zhao Shuncheng wanted to curse again, but Zhao Youming no longer wanted to listen to his useless and heart-wrenching complaints. He sneered, he continued, "As long as you have potential, even if you were not as high and mighty as Uncle Shunrong, you could at least be down-to-earth as an uncle. Otherwise, why would I need to go through those external methods just to stand out? Now that you are trying to teach me a lesson, why didn't you feel that I was doing anything evil when you tried to profit from me earlier?"
"You... You unfilial son, I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place! You're just like your mother and sister, a bunch of ingrates! Ingrates!"
