"No, it's not you who's been a disgrace. You're just refining your skills and gathering strength. Once you've regained your spirit, you're bound to rise to prominence," every word from Shen's father hit home with Shen Zifeng.
After all, as the only boy in the Shen family, they couldn't afford to upset him.
Shen's father knew how to play his cards right.
Shen's mother had been silently listening on the side, but when she heard this, she couldn't help herself.
"Zifeng, you've been away from home for so long, took so much money with you, yet we've seen no significant achievements from you. You're not getting any younger. If you've achieved nothing by now, I fear you never will," she said.
Shen's mother was now wide awake. She really didn't want to see a mediocre Shen Zifeng bragging about his exceptionalism.
Shen Zifeng couldn't believe what he was hearing. His mother had always held high hopes for him, and they had faded so quickly?
