Yan Sijue lifted his head, his expression unchanged, "Grandfather, why do you ask this?"
"Don't take me for a fool!" Old Sir Yan snorted, "You still resent me, don't you? Because back then, when Yaoting and the others did those things to you, I didn't deal with them, you've harbored this resentment all along. Last time, when the driver betrayed you, you suspected it was your uncle's doing, and so you've been thinking of revenge. Simply destroying FIS wouldn't satisfy you, would it? That's why you're adamant about severing ties with the Yan Family, it's part of your plan, isn't it?"
Yan Sijue smiled faintly, "Couldn't that very well be my aim?"
Old Sir Yan looked at him gloomily, saying nothing for a long time.
Yan Sijue calmly averted his gaze, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but that is indeed my aim, I simply don't want to be a Yan Family member, not even for a second. I have no plans for revenge, nor any hidden agendas."
Old Sir Yan snorted, "You're just an ungrateful wretch!"
