Mei Ji, fuming with rage, raised her palm and unleashed a burst of magic power, striking Jiu Ge's back.
"You rebellious child, have you gone mad?" Mei Ji scolded Jiu Ge furiously. From childhood until now, although Jiu Ge had expressed his disagreements with her, he had never so directly opposed her like this.
Jiu Ge slowly turned around, his hollow gaze fixed on Mei Ji.
He could have dodged the attack or used magic power to protect himself, but he did nothing, choosing to endure Mei Ji's strike head-on.
He wanted to know—would his mother, ruthless and merciless to others, show any restraint when it came to him?
Fortunately, even though Mei Ji was extremely angry, she still remembered the bond between mother and son. Her attack was not overly forceful.
Jiu Ge didn't know whether to feel sorrow or relief—sorrow that his mother could truly strike him, relief that she had ultimately held back.
