To Created Being Xiao Wu, father and son had no overnight grudges. Even though old man Chen Yindu had killed him twice and suppressed him for ten years, as long as Chen Yindu said a word of regret, he would still forgive his old man.
Xiao Wu, you misunderstood.
Chen Yindu wore a look of pride and shook his head, saying, "You think I knew I was growing old, that I was showing weakness and currying favor with you, wagging my tail and begging for pity? You are wrong. What I regret is failing to completely kill you."
Cang Songzi, Tu Ying, and Yan Shichong each wore fierce expressions, brimming with murderous intent.
Tu Ying chuckled and said, "Old thing, do you know you are now a prisoner in Divine Capital? Getting rid of you right now is as easy as turning over a hand! If you obediently play the role of my father, I can still spare your life! However, it used to be me obeying you, but from now on we flip it around—you obey me."
Chen Yindu shook his head. "Xiao Wu, I originally manufactured you according to an ideal state of myself. I thought I could create an ideal version of myself, untainted by emotion, unruled by desire, possessing the most rational mindset, whose every movement, every word and deed, was celestial and supremely sacred."
"Am I not?" Cang Songzi sneered.
Chen Yindu revealed a look of disappointment and shook his head. "Far from it."
Yan Shichong grinned and said, "Old thing, if you can't state a reason, today we're going to eat you!"
Chen Yindu let out a derisive laugh. "Eat me? Back then I could beat you into uselessness and suppress you beneath a boulder, and today I can still beat you into uselessness