But in this moment, he felt no obligation to concern himself with anything. He had reached his breaking point with the trio, and their dealings with the demon were of no concern to him. He could taunt them without restraint.
So what if they were infuriated? So what if Zhao Mu seethed with anger? Did he care?
Yet, the absence of his mother weighed heavily on him…
Ms. Qin was so humiliated that tears flowed freely from her eyes. She turned towards Zhao Mu, her voice trembling with emotion. "Master, I've dedicated countless years to your service and given birth to two of your sons. I've toiled tirelessly for you and the Zhao Family. Haven't I earned some respect? I'm already a grandmother, and the shame is too much to bear!"
Zhao Mu furrowed his brows, agreeing with Ms. Qin. He had always been captivated by her beauty and grace, and he harbored no fondness for Zhao Shu. He shot an irked glance at Zhao Shu. "Enough, Third Brother, enough!"
