"Buhui, was it necessary for things to reach this point?" Huang Guyuan sighed.
"After all, this place is your home too. Even though it has treated you unfairly, it shouldn't have come down to a life-and-death struggle."
"I've always said keeping this guy around is a threat," the Great Elder of the Huang Family said discontentedly.
"Unfair?" Yan Buhui sneered.
"Why didn't you save my mother when she died?
I've lived in this family worse than a dog, even seeking refuge in the True Martial Holy Sect.
You still refused to let me go, sending Huang Tianxie over to try to drive me out of the True Martial Holy Sect.
How should these accounts be settled?"
"No matter how you put it, I am still your father.
That is an unchangeable fact," Huang Guyuan replied.
"Do you really consider me your son in your eyes?" Yan Buhui asked indifferently.
"There's no need to play the sentiment card anymore. Today, I am here for justice."
