"It also depends on what your dear mother has done," Mo Daoyan said, his face flushed with anger, as he had been ridiculed by the villagers today for being a fool, and he was bursting with frustration.
"Mother has been with you for over a decade, yet you don't trust her but trust a stranger instead. Father, I'm very disappointed in you," she said.
Speaking of this matter, Mo Daoyan became infuriated. When he first met Ruan Xinzhi, because he was dressed as a Mage, Mo Daoyan hadn't paid much attention to him. However, later, when Ruan Xinzhi confessed that he was from the same village as Madam Ruan and they were lovers, Mo Daoyan recognized him. Indeed, he had seen him before at Madam Ruan's parental home and hence, he believed his story completely.
"Your father is not foolish, knows how to discern right from wrong, and my room will not allow that filthy woman to enter. Make her leave immediately," Mo Daoyan declared with rage, firmly trusting the truth as he saw it.