C20 The Longevity Sword

Yang Dingshan remained silent in his seat for a long while, his gaze resting on Yang Xuan, who stood by his side. Time and again, he found himself on the verge of speaking, yet the right words eluded him.

"I carry a deep sense of guilt towards your father and you. I never imagined that Yang Xiao would harbor such resentment towards me," Yang Dingshan confessed