"Your children are unfilial to you?" Yun Qiuce asked.
The old man nodded, tears streaming down his face instantly, "My son and daughter are about your age, both about to start families. I raised them with so much effort; is it easy? Now they think I'm old and won't take care of me. Before I died, my leg was already bad, and no one was willing to perform surgery on me. Even after I was admitted to the hospital, they decided to give up treatment. I died out of sheer anger."
Wang Pinggui said this, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, his eyes gradually turning pitch-black as intense vicious energy and resentful energy were released. He nearly became an Evil Ghost.
Yun Qi was watching him with her head tilted to one side until Yun Qiuce reminded her. Then she lazily took out a Spirit Talisman and placed it on Wang Pinggui's forehead, restoring him to normal.
