The clatter of children's laughter and the soft bustle of servants faded into the background as Mr. Xu closed the carved sliding doors of the study room. The air inside was hushed, scented faintly of sandalwood and old books.
He turned around and faced Huo Ting Cheng squarely, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze steady, his tone firm.
"Huo Ting Cheng… I don't care how powerful you are, but why did you lock her away all those years? If she didn't want to marry you, you should have set her free. You had no right to bind her to you with chains of duty and isolation like that."
His voice was rough and intimidating but when it came to Huo Ting Cheng, he was just a buzzing fly.
He didn't respond but rather just stood there silently, he was giving him respect because he treated Tang Fei as his daughter and nothing more.
