Qin Cheng's attitude was a tad better than Qian Yiru's, but there wasn't the slightest hint of a supplicant's tone.
The words he uttered sounded as if everything was just as it should be, entirely justified.
"I've long since repaid the kindness of your upbringing. Since I've repaid that debt, then surely the abuse you've inflicted over these years needs to be repaid too. That's what one calls 'honoring one's parents,' isn't it!" The words 'honoring one's parents' were spat out by Qin Lang with considerable venom.
"Qin Lang, you will not die a pleasant death!" Qian Yiru, apparently either foolish or deluded, didn't show any signs of remorse even in this dire circumstance.
She still took Qin Lang to be the son she could demean as she pleased.
