"Yun Hao, come over and apologize to your aunt!" Long Shaoyang looked at Yun Hao, his words carrying an undeniable command.
"Sorry, I can't do that. If it weren't for the fact that she's your wife, she'd be dead by now. Oh, and so would your son!"
Yun Hao apologize to such a shrew? Not even if you beat him to death would he agree!
Moreover, in this matter, Yun Hao didn't feel he had done anything wrong, so apologizing was simply impossible!
"You bastard, that's your aunt you're talking about killing? Even if An Tong spoke rudely, he's still your brother, and you want to kill him too? Are you going to kill me too in the end?"
Long Shaoyang was so angry that his body was shaking, his eyes wide open, even the flesh on his face trembling, clearly showing his inner agitation!
"Are you sure what your son said in the room was merely rude? If so, what if I said the same thing to your wife? Would you also think it was merely rude?"
