"Grandpa believes you can protect yourself, but I still hope you won't kill him. Do you know, I owe his grandmother, his father, and even more so him. Consider it a plea from me, you must not hurt him, even if it is to make amends to them, okay?"
Rong Shaoze pursed his lips slightly but didn't respond.
"Shaoze, do you really want me to be unable to rest in peace after I die? I'm already old, and I don't even know how long I have left. Do you really want me to leave this world with pain and regret?"
"...Fine, I promise you," he said indifferently and walked out of the study.
As he descended the stairs, his anxious mother approached him. "Shaoze, you didn't make your grandfather angry, did you? What did your grandfather say, did he make things difficult for you?"
"Mom, I'm fine." He looked at Rong Mingyan; their indifferent gazes briefly met for less than a second before shifting away.
"Dad, Mom, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
