C139 Waiting for You to Make a Mistake

But what can that do? No matter how much he did, he was still his son.

The back of his palm was flesh, but the back of his hand always faced more than the palm. No matter how clear a person was, their own flesh and blood were biased.

Faang Haochen had indeed brought him back in an unclear manner, but in this situation, it was not suitable for the two of them to continue fighting