A sudden shout echoed, and at this moment, the person who had been with him for so many years no longer seemed like a servant but rather like a stern elder scolding him!
Yes, he was absolutely right. What exactly was he trying to do? If he could kill his son today, then could he kill other family members tomorrow or the day after? If so, what's the difference from being an animal?
Ying Hai stared at him with childlike intensity!
Ou Mucen hadn't expected that someone who wasn't his own would suddenly help him. Seeing him snatch the gun from the old man, he just stood there, temporarily suppressing the anger that had been boiling within his chest.
The old man's expression was quite a spectacle, being humiliated in front of his son by having a bodyguard twist the gun from his hands. It was already embarrassing enough, not to mention that what the bodyguard said was entirely correct.
So he just stood there, his face alternating between red and white, more lively than a dye house.
