"What else do you want to do?" The woman shuddered immediately upon hearing.
The old man expressionless: "Aren't they all not dead yet?"
"..."
!!!!
Dead?
He actually wants the entire Ou Family dead?!!
Lying on the bed, the woman, at last, had all trace of blood drain from her face.
Raising her head from the bed, she stared sharply at the father she hadn't seen for eighteen years, her heart as cold as ice in the depth of winter.
"Dad, don't forget, your nephew is also named Ou, do you plan to kill him too?"
"..."
Nephew?
Standing in the room, the old man remembered the once tiger-headed child he had seen, and laughed: "You don't need to worry about him. Even if I, Ye Shen, have a deep hatred for the Ou Family, I wouldn't lay a finger on my nephew. Rest assured, I've arranged everything. Once they're all sent to your mother, that child will be named Ye. He'll be part of the Ye Family."
"Dad—"
