With that, the wedge between the Bai and Mo families became solid.
Chairman Mao did not want things to reach this point. However, one side had crossed the line, and the other was forced to respond.
The issue was too serious to even think that diplomacy stood a chance of resolving the rift between the Mo and Bai families.
No one really knew what kind of fallout this would cause between the Four Great Families. Chairman Mao just hoped it wouldn't be bad enough to weaken the country's defences.
Chairman Mao saw the Bai family off with a heavy heart. He lost count of the sighs that escaped him, each one tugging years off his life.
He felt truly old at this moment. He can literally see the birth of wrinkles in his handsome face.
Why is it that when life gives you something to worry about, it always comes in droves and all at the same time?
