"Rebellious son? Hah!" Xue Linyu gave his father a cold glance, turned around, and dropped a sentence, "Father, think about how to deal with those elders of the Xue Clan. They are not as easily fooled as your son, who can be dismissed with a single accusation of 'rebellious son'."
With that, he prepared to leave on the spot.
"Stop right there!" Xue Ping shouted loudly, his vision going dark with rage.
Xue Linyu stopped, turned his head back, and said indifferently, "Does Father have any further instructions?"
Xue Ping leaned on the desk, taking a while to regain his composure.
Thinking of those troublesome Xue Clan elders, he felt a throbbing headache.
But when he thought about the possible great disaster looming over the Xue Family, all these seemed insignificant.
Especially when he saw his son, whom he had cherished for many years, looking like this, his heart ached and twisted in agony...
Suddenly, he had a revelation, and he snapped back to clarity in an instant.
