章節 157: A tense confrontation

Han Xuelian's words were sharp and precise, much like a ruthless blade tearing through the vulnerabilities of one's flesh. For Han Zhimin, his younger brother's despicable remarks reopened the seams of old wounds.

Cowardice.

That was the prominent quality he was renowned for in his youth.

Balling his fists, Han Zhimin restrained a growl behind clenched teeth. His son, on the other hand, made the wise decision of retaining his silence.

"What do those incidents have to with your actions against Yi'er?" Han Zhimin countered, suppressing the primal anger coiling within him.

Han Yijun's complexion paled fearfully when Han Xuelian eyed him warningly. The Grandmaster was tolerant for a while longer than needed.

A part of his heart still kindled a familial fondness for Han Yijun and such a fondness manifested as a restraint against revealing his nephew's despicable actions to his father.

Yet, Han Yijun tested his patience constantly.