"I didn't want the old to see the young pass, just thought I'd get through today. Who knew it'd turn out like this, that I can't even let you go in peace, blame me, blame me... I've failed as a father!"
"I couldn't accompany you to the end..."
Elder Bo turned around, his cold eyes stared directly at Bo Yanching for about half a minute.
The bodyguard brought him a chair.
Elder Bo sat down, placed his cane in front of him, his hands resting alternately on top, and snorted coldly:
"Today I'm sitting here, anyone who dares to touch my son must first step over my dead body!"
Bo Yanching's eyebrows raised slightly.
The corners of his mouth curved slightly, as if smiling, but his dark eyes seemed covered with a thin layer of ice.
Xu Shu happened to see it, a look he'd only seen when Bo Yanching killed a wolf for the first time as a child.
He was angry.
The guests didn't even dare to start a discussion.
