"Alright, hope this thing really works! Dad, brother, don't blame me—who made you so cruel to me? Yes, I did wrong, I shouldn't have hurt you, but we're blood, aren't we?"
"To lock me up in this place with no light of day... not just years, I can't stand it for even a few days!"
"Since you want me to sit in prison, I might as well want you dead!"
Such words were spoken with utter venom!
If Zhang Ronggui or Zhang Ziyan heard this, they might curl up in a corner and weep bitterly.
But then again, having done something as heinous as killing his father and harming his brother, being vicious was only to be expected.
Zhang Zixuan added another drop to the drink and then yelled and howled about how lonely he was, how it was no fun to drink and eat meat alone, and ordered the bodyguards outside to come in and keep him company.
