This violent and unfamiliar Huo Xi is someone Mu Qianyue is seeing for the first time.
What exactly happened to Huo Xi to make him so angry? Perhaps it's precisely the misfortunes that happened to him that caused his personality to be so cold and reclusive, not fond of speaking to others, nor enjoying crowds.
When first meeting Huo Xi, he always liked to be alone. Now, he has changed greatly compared to before.
"No matter what, your father's blood flows through your veins. Perhaps you should see him. Don't let yourself regret it in the future."
Mu Qianyue sighed.
"I'll think about it carefully." Huo Xi lowered his gaze, concealing the trace of sadness in his eyes. The golden sunlight bathed his jade-like face, making him appear like an indifferent god untouched by worldly affairs.
