Yuan Taiping had just been left stunned, and only now was he beginning to snap out of it.
He immediately felt wronged and a trace of resentment arose within him. Seeing his father being held back by Yuan Qingmo, he couldn't help but say, "But when our family was suffering, who cared about us, who treated us as humans?"
"You!"
The anger that Yuan Qingshan had just managed to suppress surged back once more.
"Ping'er, hurry up and leave!"
Yuan Qingmu, worried that the conflict between father and son would escalate, quickly gave Yuan Taiping a look, signaling him to leave at once.
Seeing the displeased look on his father's face, and a sharpness in his gaze like never before, Yuan Taiping felt a surge of fear and scrambled out hastily.
Yuan Qingmu advised, "Brother, don't be mad. After all, Ping'er has suffered a lot outside before, so he harbors some resentment."
