Qian Jin trembled and opened his mouth. "Father…"
His dry mouth moved, tearing apart the bloodied lips. He had not spoken for a long time. Now that he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, like an extremely old horse.
Liu Sanniang continued. "He taught you how to be strong and independent. He was very strict. You rarely saw him smile. At times, you suspected whether he really loved you or not. You had also done many bad things to anger him, but he seemed to know what was on your mind. He took you to the casino. He's like a god figure in your eyes. He won buckets of money but you lost everything. You were indignant and unwilling to leave."