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When Hsu Yihuai spoke, his tone was resolute. He felt utterly unable to control his son, Mofan. The things Mofan had done were devoid of any humanity; even his past self couldn't have committed such heartless acts.

"Dad, what do you mean by this? You agreed to help me before. What are you planning now?" Mofan had hoped for his father's support, thinking it would solve his problems