Hong Shisan's gaze became grave.
"Hong Fang, it seems you've forgotten that your wife and child are also in my hands."
"A true man is not distressed by the lack of a wife or child. Compared to the pursuit of power and empire, which is lighter and which is heavier is clear at a glance." Hong Fang spoke coldly. When he said these words, the complexions of Zhuge Rou and Hong Yulang turned pale at once.
Hong Mingyue, the one who held back Xiahou Qi's hand, also couldn't help trembling.
She looked at her own father with disbelief.
Zhuge Rou and Hong Yulang also staggered, especially Zhuge Rou, who kept muttering under her breath.
"No, my husband, you wouldn't do this to Rou'er."
Not far away, Ye Huangyu witnessed this scene with a clear mind.
Hong Fang, a man of cold nature and ingratitude, who could abandon her and Ling Yue back then, was expected to abandon his wife today.
