Chapter 370 The events of the year
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Nan Hou Zhu
Chapter 370 The events of the year
"So... that Contra who came to kill me back then was really from the Spirit Hall?" The boy asked casually as he put his arms around the girl in his arms.
"Well, it's that bastard She Long's self-assessment." The girl leaned against the boy's arms, feeling a little lazy.
"Well, it seems that my guess is correct." Ye Yao nodded and praised his wit.
"By the way, that Contra...what's his name? Tsk, I can't remember." Ye Yao said in distress.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it.
"He's dead, isn't there a big problem?"
"No problem." Qian Renxue's fingers slid on Ye Yao's muscles that were not protruding, but full of strength.
"It's just a Contra..."
It has been so long, even if it was not a trivial matter at the time, it is not a trivial matter now.
Maybe, there are not many people in the hall who remember him.
People take tea to cool down...
"What about the worshiper named She Long?"
He wants to kill him, this account, he must keep it in mind.
"Dead." Qian Renxue said flatly.
Want to kill her man and make her a widow before even getting married?
Can she just let him go?
Even if She Long is a Titled Douluo and her subordinate, there is no room for mercy.
"It's..." Ye Yao slapped his forehead.
"I'm thinking too much this time."
If I had known that the mastermind was already cold, why did he go to such great trouble!
Wouldn't it be nice to come to Wuhun Hall directly and frankly?
Where does it take more than a year.
At this moment, Ye Yao felt embarrassed that he was fighting wits with the air.
Just like a bone...
However, in other words, if he hadn't used this method to come to Wuhun City, maybe he wouldn't have been able to learn about "Operation Soul Hunting" at all, then, after that...
Sure enough, my choice was not wrong!
"Have you thought about how to deal with that old witch?" Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes.
"Not yet..." Ye Yao shook his head.
How can such a huge plan be destroyed so easily.
and……
"Say that the pope is an old witch..." Ye Yao didn't know whether to laugh or mourn, so he had to think about his words.
"This is a bit too much..."
To be reasonable, although the current pope should be more than half a century old, this age is definitely not old in the profession of soul masters, and it can even be said to be in the prime of life.
Not to mention, the pope has the grace of a 34-year-old woman, the majesty of a high-ranking person, and the delicacy of a young girl in her twenties.
Among the women Ye Yao has met, she is definitely the second.
This has nothing to do with the word "old hag", okay?
Although Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and the others are also stunning, but they haven't grown up, so at present, they must be inferior.
What?You ask me who is the first?
Aren't you talking nonsense?
Of course it's my Xue'er!
Cher Sai Gao!
But then again.
Ye Yao lowered his head and looked at the girl's mature and beautiful cheeks, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
I didn't think about it before, but now I think about it...
Why do you always feel that Cher and the Pope look somewhat alike?
"What? You still speak for her?" Qian Renxue stopped her sliding fingers, raised her head, and said with a sneer.
"She has already prepared such a plan, and you still call her 'Her Majesty'? What's the matter? Like her? Oh, yes, a woman like her is indeed very attractive to an innocent like you Little boy..."
"Stop! Stop! Hurry up and stop!" Hearing Qian Renxue's increasingly outrageous and rambling words, Ye Yao's whole body shuddered, and he stopped again and again.
"Hmph..." Qian Renxue snorted coldly, wanting to say something more.
However, Ye Yao, who had expected it for a long time, reached out and grabbed her retracted jade hand in his hand.
"Xue'er, stop joking..." Ye Yao sighed helplessly.
"You should know, I didn't mean that..."
If it is said that he originally had no good feelings for the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, but he did not have a bad feeling either.
However, ever since he learned about the "Soul Hunting Project" that she personally operated, although he knew in his heart that this was just a different standpoint between the two, he inevitably felt a little bit of sympathy and disgust towards her.
After all, he is not a saint after all.
He's just an ordinary man of flesh and blood.
He can't look at everything that happens around him in a cold and fair manner.
He will have a bias, will have his own likes and dislikes.
Obviously, this would seriously hurt his friend's "Soul Hunting Project", which made him deeply disgusted.
The reason why he is still willing to address Bibi Dong as "Your Majesty the Pope" is entirely because of the master.
Ye Yao sighed softly, his eyes troubled.
But he still hasn't forgotten the interaction between Grandmaster, Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong when he was in Wuhun City.
As for the obviously unclear relationship between her and the master, Ye Yao absolutely did not dare to be too presumptuous.
However, should it be said that the more beautiful the daughter, the more ruthless she is?
After all, she asked for the completely destroyed Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, but it was the master's home...
Could it be that love begets hate?
Teacher, you are really a sinner!Ye Yao couldn't help sighing.
Qian Renxue first glanced at her grasped palm and didn't intend to break free, she just snorted softly, turned her head away, noncommittal to Ye Yao's words.
Indeed, with this degree of compatibility between the two, it is completely possible to achieve the point of being in love with each other.
Qian Renxue knew exactly what Ye Yao was thinking.
So, Qian Renxue's petty temper just now was completely...
"You want to say that I am making trouble for no reason?" Qian Renxue's eyes flashed coldly.
Seeing the ferocity in Qian Renxue's eyes, Ye Yao heartily suppressed what he wanted to say.
"How could it be? My Xue'er is so gentle, sensible, and generous..." Ye Yao said without a blush.
"I just think... do you have some conflicts about 'Her Majesty'..."
In Ye Yao's impression, it seems that there was one before.
Once encountering something related to Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue seemed to be completely different from usual.
The ice-clear heart will become chaotic and anxious, completely without the calmness of the past.
"She and I have never been the same way. Do you think I have conflicts with her?"
"No, that's not the case, at least, not all..." Ye Yao's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Qian Renxue's heart.
He could not deceive Qian Renxue, and similarly, once Qian Renxue concealed something, she would definitely not be able to hide it from him.
Qian Renxue bit her lip lightly, shrank her head into Ye Yao's embrace, and avoided answering Ye Yao's question.
Ye Yao frowned, knowing that there must be a big problem inside, but seeing Qian Renxue's inexplicably bleak, resentful, and sad eyes just now, he never asked after all.
He stretched out his ape arms lightly, and hugged the girl tightly, hoping that his body temperature could give her some comfort.
I don't know how long it took, a cough that was neither light nor heavy, but directly into Ye Yao's heart lake interrupted the tranquility.
The expression on Ye Yao's face froze, and then a look of embarrassment emerged.
Qian Renxue in his arms obviously realized something, subconsciously pushed Ye Yao away, and stood up hastily.
"Grandpa..." Qian Renxue's cheeks were reddish, a little coquettish.
Ye Yao also stood up immediately, and then bowed slightly to the old man beside him.
"Great offering."
Qian Daoliu looked at the young man and woman who were clearly in love with a blank face, his eyes were full of helplessness.
"Do you know where this is?" Qian Daoliu pointed to the splendid hall they were in.
"Angel Temple..." Ye Yao said awkwardly.
"Then what are you doing?" Qian Daoliu twitched the corner of his mouth, and gave Ye Yao a slight sideways glance.
You kid also know that this is the Temple of Angels?
"Chat?" Ye Yao tentatively asked.
"Chat?" Qian Daoliu suddenly felt his hands itchy.
He took a deep breath and put his hands behind his back.
Otherwise, he was afraid that he couldn't help but shoot the brat in front of him.
Your family chats so much that two people post together?
Let's chat with you again, are you going to talk to bed?
What's going on with the young people nowadays!Why is there no reserve at all!
I think back then when I...
With a lot of thoughts, in the end, Qian Daoliu just sighed.
"Forget it, you should pay attention in the future."
"Oh." Ye Yao nodded obediently.
There is no way, the boss has spoken, and this little brother can only be obedient.
Not to mention, this is the woman's parent.
Shaking his head, Qian Daoliu didn't care about Ye Yao. He looked at Qian Renxue with a complicated expression on his face, and he spoke for a long time.
"Don't be so indifferent, she is your mother after all..." Qian Daoliu sighed softly.
"I don't have a mother, only a grandfather." Qian Renxue said indifferently.
"I really can't blame her for everything that happened back then..."
"It has nothing to do with me."
"After so many years, you are still so stubborn..." Qian Daoliu shook his head slightly.
"Same as you." Qian Renxue said softly.
"No, more stubborn than me."
Rather than being stubborn, it is better to say that it is staunch.
It is better to seek in the straight than in the melody.
On the side, Ye Yao was stupefied listening to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, his mind was in chaos.
This... what's the situation?
Afterwards, it was as if a thunderbolt crossed the chaos, restoring Ye Yao's eyes to a sliver of sanity.
At the same time, he accurately grasped the most critical piece of information in their conversation just now.
"ちょっと待(ま)って!" Ye Yao suddenly shouted.
Before those two stunned gazes, Ye Yao didn't care if he would give Qian Daoliu a bad impression, he said in shock, "Bibi... no, the Pope is your mother?"
"I said, I don't have a mother." There was anger in Qian Renxue's voice.
However, Ye Yao already understood.
"What... what's going on!" Ye Yao was dumbfounded.
He knew that Qian Renxue's father was the previous pope, but he had never heard of Qian Renxue's mother.
This……
"Mother-daughter conflict?" Such a word subconsciously popped up in his mind.
Wait, there is also the relationship between the master and the pope...
No wonder, when she saw the master and the Pope dancing that dance, Qian Renxue's expression was obviously not right.
The mother danced with her old lover in front of her face.
Whoever it is, no one can accept it!
Qian Renxue was already very self-restraining if she didn't get mad on the spot.
Of course, it may also be due to his consideration...
Ye Yao stayed where he was, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
In response to this sudden heavy news, he felt that he needed to be quiet.
While he was in a daze, Qian Daoliu had quietly left.
He stood in front of the huge statue and closed his eyes.
The conversation over the years echoed in my mind.
"Why are you doing this!" Qian Daoliu's stern voice resounded in the temple.
"This is the only way to keep her!" Facing the enraged Qian Daoliu, a slightly gloomy voice did not budge.
"She's with that trash! That trash is from over there, and I absolutely don't allow her to be with that trash!"
"Even if he is an outcast!"
"Her talent is too good! This is enough for our Spirit Hall..." The voice was still talking endlessly.
"I know all of this!" Qian Daoliu's voice was full of regret and disbelief.
"But why this way? Why... it's you!"
"She...is your disciple!"
"You ruined her..."
After a suffocating silence, a crazy voice sounded.
"No! I didn't destroy her! I made her!"
"Only by staying with me, only staying in the Spirit Hall, can she get the best development!"
"This is the only way to keep her!"
"Lie!" Qian Daoliu's voice became more and more angry.
"Yes! That's right! This is a lie!" The crazy voice became more and more hysterical.
"I'm in love with her! I can't help falling in love with her! Every time I see her having a private meeting with that trash, endless tyranny can't be restrained in my heart! I thought I could bear it, but when When I saw that trash was ready to confess, I found that I couldn't do it!"
"So, I got her!" The wild laughter resounded in the sacred hall, which seemed so strange.
"I got her! She's mine! She's mine at last! She belongs to me alone!"
Looking at the face that was no longer young, Qian Daoliu was in a daze, his eyes strange.
Is this the son he once placed high hopes on?
Since when did he become what he is now?
No wonder, every time I pray to the God of Angels, I never get even the slightest feedback.
No wonder, he would be rejected by the angel costume.
No wonder...
It turns out that the God of Angels has already seen his true nature?
This was the last time Qian Daoliu and his son Qian Xunji saw each other.
After that, until Chihiro died, he never saw him again.
Knowing his son's death, he has a clearer understanding of the real cause of his death, but, surprisingly, his heart is not so much angry, but more tired and relieved.
He did nothing to the real murderer.
It can be said that he completely ignored it, even completely retired, and devolved all powers.
I don't know if this is compensation for guilt or something else.
The last thing he can do is to take his young granddaughter to his side and raise him himself.
Don't let her follow his father's path.
Back to reality, Qian Daoliu looked tired.
After a long time, he spit out two words slightly from his mouth.
"Injustice..."
Other than that, he didn't have any vocabulary to describe everything that year.
What happened back then, who was right and who was wrong, and why, is hard to tell.
However, it is certain that his son needs to bear most of the responsibilities.
Even, tracing back to the source, the responsibility lies with him.
He has no way to discipline.
However, fortunately, he was not wrong the second time after all.
I hope that everything will come to an end in this generation.
(End of this chapter)
"So... that Contra who came to kill me back then was really from the Spirit Hall?" The boy asked casually as he put his arms around the girl in his arms.
"Well, it's that bastard She Long's self-assessment." The girl leaned against the boy's arms, feeling a little lazy.
"Well, it seems that my guess is correct." Ye Yao nodded and praised his wit.
"By the way, that Contra...what's his name? Tsk, I can't remember." Ye Yao said in distress.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it.
"He's dead, isn't there a big problem?"
"No problem." Qian Renxue's fingers slid on Ye Yao's muscles that were not protruding, but full of strength.
"It's just a Contra..."
It has been so long, even if it was not a trivial matter at the time, it is not a trivial matter now.
Maybe, there are not many people in the hall who remember him.
People take tea to cool down...
"What about the worshiper named She Long?"
He wants to kill him, this account, he must keep it in mind.
"Dead." Qian Renxue said flatly.
Want to kill her man and make her a widow before even getting married?
Can she just let him go?
Even if She Long is a Titled Douluo and her subordinate, there is no room for mercy.
"It's..." Ye Yao slapped his forehead.
"I'm thinking too much this time."
If I had known that the mastermind was already cold, why did he go to such great trouble!
Wouldn't it be nice to come to Wuhun Hall directly and frankly?
Where does it take more than a year.
At this moment, Ye Yao felt embarrassed that he was fighting wits with the air.
Just like a bone...
However, in other words, if he hadn't used this method to come to Wuhun City, maybe he wouldn't have been able to learn about "Operation Soul Hunting" at all, then, after that...
Sure enough, my choice was not wrong!
"Have you thought about how to deal with that old witch?" Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes.
"Not yet..." Ye Yao shook his head.
How can such a huge plan be destroyed so easily.
and……
"Say that the pope is an old witch..." Ye Yao didn't know whether to laugh or mourn, so he had to think about his words.
"This is a bit too much..."
To be reasonable, although the current pope should be more than half a century old, this age is definitely not old in the profession of soul masters, and it can even be said to be in the prime of life.
Not to mention, the pope has the grace of a 34-year-old woman, the majesty of a high-ranking person, and the delicacy of a young girl in her twenties.
Among the women Ye Yao has met, she is definitely the second.
This has nothing to do with the word "old hag", okay?
Although Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and the others are also stunning, but they haven't grown up, so at present, they must be inferior.
What?You ask me who is the first?
Aren't you talking nonsense?
Of course it's my Xue'er!
Cher Sai Gao!
But then again.
Ye Yao lowered his head and looked at the girl's mature and beautiful cheeks, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
I didn't think about it before, but now I think about it...
Why do you always feel that Cher and the Pope look somewhat alike?
"What? You still speak for her?" Qian Renxue stopped her sliding fingers, raised her head, and said with a sneer.
"She has already prepared such a plan, and you still call her 'Her Majesty'? What's the matter? Like her? Oh, yes, a woman like her is indeed very attractive to an innocent like you Little boy..."
"Stop! Stop! Hurry up and stop!" Hearing Qian Renxue's increasingly outrageous and rambling words, Ye Yao's whole body shuddered, and he stopped again and again.
"Hmph..." Qian Renxue snorted coldly, wanting to say something more.
However, Ye Yao, who had expected it for a long time, reached out and grabbed her retracted jade hand in his hand.
"Xue'er, stop joking..." Ye Yao sighed helplessly.
"You should know, I didn't mean that..."
If it is said that he originally had no good feelings for the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, but he did not have a bad feeling either.
However, ever since he learned about the "Soul Hunting Project" that she personally operated, although he knew in his heart that this was just a different standpoint between the two, he inevitably felt a little bit of sympathy and disgust towards her.
After all, he is not a saint after all.
He's just an ordinary man of flesh and blood.
He can't look at everything that happens around him in a cold and fair manner.
He will have a bias, will have his own likes and dislikes.
Obviously, this would seriously hurt his friend's "Soul Hunting Project", which made him deeply disgusted.
The reason why he is still willing to address Bibi Dong as "Your Majesty the Pope" is entirely because of the master.
Ye Yao sighed softly, his eyes troubled.
But he still hasn't forgotten the interaction between Grandmaster, Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong when he was in Wuhun City.
As for the obviously unclear relationship between her and the master, Ye Yao absolutely did not dare to be too presumptuous.
However, should it be said that the more beautiful the daughter, the more ruthless she is?
After all, she asked for the completely destroyed Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, but it was the master's home...
Could it be that love begets hate?
Teacher, you are really a sinner!Ye Yao couldn't help sighing.
Qian Renxue first glanced at her grasped palm and didn't intend to break free, she just snorted softly, turned her head away, noncommittal to Ye Yao's words.
Indeed, with this degree of compatibility between the two, it is completely possible to achieve the point of being in love with each other.
Qian Renxue knew exactly what Ye Yao was thinking.
So, Qian Renxue's petty temper just now was completely...
"You want to say that I am making trouble for no reason?" Qian Renxue's eyes flashed coldly.
Seeing the ferocity in Qian Renxue's eyes, Ye Yao heartily suppressed what he wanted to say.
"How could it be? My Xue'er is so gentle, sensible, and generous..." Ye Yao said without a blush.
"I just think... do you have some conflicts about 'Her Majesty'..."
In Ye Yao's impression, it seems that there was one before.
Once encountering something related to Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue seemed to be completely different from usual.
The ice-clear heart will become chaotic and anxious, completely without the calmness of the past.
"She and I have never been the same way. Do you think I have conflicts with her?"
"No, that's not the case, at least, not all..." Ye Yao's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Qian Renxue's heart.
He could not deceive Qian Renxue, and similarly, once Qian Renxue concealed something, she would definitely not be able to hide it from him.
Qian Renxue bit her lip lightly, shrank her head into Ye Yao's embrace, and avoided answering Ye Yao's question.
Ye Yao frowned, knowing that there must be a big problem inside, but seeing Qian Renxue's inexplicably bleak, resentful, and sad eyes just now, he never asked after all.
He stretched out his ape arms lightly, and hugged the girl tightly, hoping that his body temperature could give her some comfort.
I don't know how long it took, a cough that was neither light nor heavy, but directly into Ye Yao's heart lake interrupted the tranquility.
The expression on Ye Yao's face froze, and then a look of embarrassment emerged.
Qian Renxue in his arms obviously realized something, subconsciously pushed Ye Yao away, and stood up hastily.
"Grandpa..." Qian Renxue's cheeks were reddish, a little coquettish.
Ye Yao also stood up immediately, and then bowed slightly to the old man beside him.
"Great offering."
Qian Daoliu looked at the young man and woman who were clearly in love with a blank face, his eyes were full of helplessness.
"Do you know where this is?" Qian Daoliu pointed to the splendid hall they were in.
"Angel Temple..." Ye Yao said awkwardly.
"Then what are you doing?" Qian Daoliu twitched the corner of his mouth, and gave Ye Yao a slight sideways glance.
You kid also know that this is the Temple of Angels?
"Chat?" Ye Yao tentatively asked.
"Chat?" Qian Daoliu suddenly felt his hands itchy.
He took a deep breath and put his hands behind his back.
Otherwise, he was afraid that he couldn't help but shoot the brat in front of him.
Your family chats so much that two people post together?
Let's chat with you again, are you going to talk to bed?
What's going on with the young people nowadays!Why is there no reserve at all!
I think back then when I...
With a lot of thoughts, in the end, Qian Daoliu just sighed.
"Forget it, you should pay attention in the future."
"Oh." Ye Yao nodded obediently.
There is no way, the boss has spoken, and this little brother can only be obedient.
Not to mention, this is the woman's parent.
Shaking his head, Qian Daoliu didn't care about Ye Yao. He looked at Qian Renxue with a complicated expression on his face, and he spoke for a long time.
"Don't be so indifferent, she is your mother after all..." Qian Daoliu sighed softly.
"I don't have a mother, only a grandfather." Qian Renxue said indifferently.
"I really can't blame her for everything that happened back then..."
"It has nothing to do with me."
"After so many years, you are still so stubborn..." Qian Daoliu shook his head slightly.
"Same as you." Qian Renxue said softly.
"No, more stubborn than me."
Rather than being stubborn, it is better to say that it is staunch.
It is better to seek in the straight than in the melody.
On the side, Ye Yao was stupefied listening to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, his mind was in chaos.
This... what's the situation?
Afterwards, it was as if a thunderbolt crossed the chaos, restoring Ye Yao's eyes to a sliver of sanity.
At the same time, he accurately grasped the most critical piece of information in their conversation just now.
"ちょっと待(ま)って!" Ye Yao suddenly shouted.
Before those two stunned gazes, Ye Yao didn't care if he would give Qian Daoliu a bad impression, he said in shock, "Bibi... no, the Pope is your mother?"
"I said, I don't have a mother." There was anger in Qian Renxue's voice.
However, Ye Yao already understood.
"What... what's going on!" Ye Yao was dumbfounded.
He knew that Qian Renxue's father was the previous pope, but he had never heard of Qian Renxue's mother.
This……
"Mother-daughter conflict?" Such a word subconsciously popped up in his mind.
Wait, there is also the relationship between the master and the pope...
No wonder, when she saw the master and the Pope dancing that dance, Qian Renxue's expression was obviously not right.
The mother danced with her old lover in front of her face.
Whoever it is, no one can accept it!
Qian Renxue was already very self-restraining if she didn't get mad on the spot.
Of course, it may also be due to his consideration...
Ye Yao stayed where he was, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
In response to this sudden heavy news, he felt that he needed to be quiet.
While he was in a daze, Qian Daoliu had quietly left.
He stood in front of the huge statue and closed his eyes.
The conversation over the years echoed in my mind.
"Why are you doing this!" Qian Daoliu's stern voice resounded in the temple.
"This is the only way to keep her!" Facing the enraged Qian Daoliu, a slightly gloomy voice did not budge.
"She's with that trash! That trash is from over there, and I absolutely don't allow her to be with that trash!"
"Even if he is an outcast!"
"Her talent is too good! This is enough for our Spirit Hall..." The voice was still talking endlessly.
"I know all of this!" Qian Daoliu's voice was full of regret and disbelief.
"But why this way? Why... it's you!"
"She...is your disciple!"
"You ruined her..."
After a suffocating silence, a crazy voice sounded.
"No! I didn't destroy her! I made her!"
"Only by staying with me, only staying in the Spirit Hall, can she get the best development!"
"This is the only way to keep her!"
"Lie!" Qian Daoliu's voice became more and more angry.
"Yes! That's right! This is a lie!" The crazy voice became more and more hysterical.
"I'm in love with her! I can't help falling in love with her! Every time I see her having a private meeting with that trash, endless tyranny can't be restrained in my heart! I thought I could bear it, but when When I saw that trash was ready to confess, I found that I couldn't do it!"
"So, I got her!" The wild laughter resounded in the sacred hall, which seemed so strange.
"I got her! She's mine! She's mine at last! She belongs to me alone!"
Looking at the face that was no longer young, Qian Daoliu was in a daze, his eyes strange.
Is this the son he once placed high hopes on?
Since when did he become what he is now?
No wonder, every time I pray to the God of Angels, I never get even the slightest feedback.
No wonder, he would be rejected by the angel costume.
No wonder...
It turns out that the God of Angels has already seen his true nature?
This was the last time Qian Daoliu and his son Qian Xunji saw each other.
After that, until Chihiro died, he never saw him again.
Knowing his son's death, he has a clearer understanding of the real cause of his death, but, surprisingly, his heart is not so much angry, but more tired and relieved.
He did nothing to the real murderer.
It can be said that he completely ignored it, even completely retired, and devolved all powers.
I don't know if this is compensation for guilt or something else.
The last thing he can do is to take his young granddaughter to his side and raise him himself.
Don't let her follow his father's path.
Back to reality, Qian Daoliu looked tired.
After a long time, he spit out two words slightly from his mouth.
"Injustice..."
Other than that, he didn't have any vocabulary to describe everything that year.
What happened back then, who was right and who was wrong, and why, is hard to tell.
However, it is certain that his son needs to bear most of the responsibilities.
Even, tracing back to the source, the responsibility lies with him.
He has no way to discipline.
However, fortunately, he was not wrong the second time after all.
I hope that everything will come to an end in this generation.
(End of this chapter)
