"Dad is right, this is what Xu Ziyi owes us, and he must pay with his blood and bone marrow to save Xian. If he's not willing, then so be it if we crush all his bones! I've long since had no marital affection for him."
As He Liangzhong spoke, He Yanping happened to walk down from upstairs. When she said the name "Xu Ziyi," there was no hint of emotion in her voice.
Though He Yanping was also in her fifties now, she had taken great care of her skin, and she looked to be only around forty.
Pan Hongyi and Pan Yuhua knew some of the affairs between He Yanping and Xu Ziyi; thus, upon hearing the words of He Liangzhong and the others, they showed no confusion on their faces.
