Listening to his mother speak such words, and looking at her hysterical expression, Nalan Gui Xue no longer knew what to say.
Anger to the extreme brought a peculiar calmness.
His mother was mad, talking sense with a mad person was useless.
At this moment, his eyes seemed like a lake covered by a thin layer of ice, shattering with a light touch, just like his heart.
It was already torn into pieces.
After this, what right did he have to appear before his wife?
If his love could only bring her harm, it'd be better to end his own life with a single stroke.
Yet he did not dare to die, for his mother and those behind her might all be insane.
Madmen are capable of anything.
There was only one path—he had to quickly become stronger, control these powers for his own use, only then could he control them.
"I will take on my responsibilities, but mother, don't think of forcing me, and don't even think of hurting her, otherwise I don't know what kind of crazy things I might do."
