The Old Man painfully closed his eyes.
"You know it in your heart, don't you?" Yan Sijue smiled, "Now that things have come to this, worrying is useless. But you have to understand one thing, even if this family falls apart, it isn't because you raised ungrateful wolves. You are the real culprit—before you breathe your last, think hard about the reason, and maybe then you can close your eyes in peace."
"Sijue... In my life, although I've never done many good things, I haven't done many truly heartless things either... The only thing I regret is treating you that way back then... cough, cough..." He was almost out of breath, "Whether you believe it or not, I truly regret it..."
Yan Sijue silently looked at his declining face, and only after a long time did he speak: "I'm leaving, take care of yourself."
After speaking, he walked out.
Yan Yaohao was still waiting outside, courteous as ever, practically perfect.
