Zhuo Junli's lips curled up with a sneer, "Father, stop being such a hypocrite."
Many things couldn't just be redeemed by a bit of compensation now.
"I'm not being a hypocrite, I am truly considering your best interests!" Leng Yi shouted as he stood up, despite the soreness in his legs, "In the past, as the Prime Minister, I was a paragon for both the scholars and warriors of the court. As my son, even if you didn't change your surname or enter the Prime Minister's Estate, as my blood, you could not afford to make any mistakes, let alone marry a woman from a brothel! But now... I am no longer the Prime Minister, and though it may bring shame upon the Leng family, this is my debt to you. I want to do my best to make amends."
Owing him, making amends.
Zhuo Junli turned around, his fox-like eyes narrowed, "Father, do you think your amends can bring my mother back to life, can erase all the things that happened over the past years?"
They couldn't be erased.
