Old Lady Zhou's words were clearly a threat, a form of coercion. In an instant, a flame of anger erupted within Zhou Xuennian. He wanted to burst out, but forcibly suppressed it in his core; he still understood the importance of the situation.
"Mother, aren't you putting me in a difficult position and forcing me?" Zhou Xuennian said in a deep voice.
Old Lady Zhou sneered, "What, I gave birth and raised you, and alongside your father, supported your education. We didn't expect you to be filial to me, and now you're saying I'm making things difficult for you? Saying I'm forcing you, how am I forcing you?"
"You..." Isn't that coercion?
"It's not unheard of for someone to live with a young fellow since ancient times. You don't have any fame or fortune, so why fear being mocked? If you're really afraid, you wouldn't ignore my words and disobey me!"
Zhou Xuennian's face turned dark, "Mother, how have I disobeyed you?"
