Zhao Feipeng was in real agony. As for this younger brother Zhao Zhongtian, he was utterly, utterly disappointed. He had done so much in the past, all in the hope that Zhao Zhongtian would turn over a new leaf, but he never imagined it would all end up in a scene like this.
Everything he had given in the past, to Zhao Zhongtian, was nothing but pity and charity.
Zhao Feipeng just couldn't understand why Zhao Zhongtian never took it as kindly meant advice, as hopeful encouragement.
In the face of this, what more could Zhao Feipeng even say?
That Zhao Zhongtian could change this much was something he had never, ever seen coming.
"Who would have thought you'd turn into a cold-blooded demon, through and through." Zhao Feipeng said in bitter disappointment, "Back then I gave you so much tolerance and help, just hoping you'd reform, but I never expected you'd just get worse and worse."
With a sigh, Zhao Feipeng said bitterly, "At this point, I don't even recognize you anymore."
