"Mother... mother, even you have started to deceive me?"
Ling Wan's voice trembled as he spoke, his face turning extremely pale. His mother was his last support and longing within the family. If even his own mother chose to deceive him, then there was truly nothing left in the Zhao Family for him to cling to.
"You little bastard, this has nothing to do with your mother. It's all your father's idea. If it weren't for this, could you even return to this home?"
Before Ling Wan's mother could speak, Zhao Huan, the Family Head of the Zhao Family, had already cursed out loud. Although his shout was filled with anger, it was a great relief to Ling Wan.
It seems that this matter was not his mother's idea, but a scheme crafted by his cruel father. Now that Zhao Ningshu was already here, Ling Wan's actions at the Jade Pot Sect were unlikely to have gone unnoticed by Zhao Huan.
