บท 840: Where Is Your Son?

Ye Shuqing's face turned pale. He murmured, "You mean…"

"I didn't say anything!" Ye Nantian blandly said, "Blood for blood!"

"I will avenge my brother!" His eyebrows rose up. "No matter who killed my brother, I will never let it go!"

"Whoever he is, he will pay for the price!"

He spoke again word by word.

…

The old lady was eventually drunk, because of the liquor, also because of the grievance.

The poor old lady, one of her sons was seriously wounded and expelled, the other died. She had been suffering for seventeen years. Now that one of her sons returned to her, she could finally enjoy the days with him.

She still felt sad about it. She still missed the departed younger son so much. However, she was comforted to a certain extent.

Father and son together, held the old lady to the bed, and then the two of them went to the study room.

Ye Nantian and his father had a conversation till midnight.