"How much more are you going to lose to open your eyes that no matter how much I hate you, I can never kill my own"
The Clan Head just looked at his sister in silence as he was lost at words to say.
He held the arm of his seat tightly trying to keep himself from doing anything rash due to the anger he was currently experiencing as he finally found out his son was up to.
He was always proud of his son for his achievements and deem him as a worthy candidate to succeed him, he gave him everything he ever asked for and never for once has he deny Song Jing anything.
But that the same boy was busy colliding with his conniving and hateful sister to kill him.
The boy whom he cherished above every thing else.
The boy he was currently grieving was planning his funeral.
How ironic.
The Clan Head just stood up from his seat and walked past his sister without even giving her a glance as he made his way through the door.
