Taking the Rebellious Son's Path, Leaving Him Nowhere to Go!

"Rebellious son!" Seeing Wang Mo behave like this, Wang Tianhua was so furious that he felt as if his soul had left his body, roaring madly.

His entire body trembled like a sieve, and his features began to twist slightly from extreme rage.

Damn it, your old man isn't dead yet!

You refused to acknowledge me, your biological father, yet in front of so many guests, you recognized that old Jiang next door—the one who got you cuckolded—as your godfather?

You brat, what are you trying to do?

Damn it, damn it!

Wang Tianhua felt as though he was about to go insane. The bizarre twists and turns of the banquet had completely exceeded his expectations and directly disrupted all his plans.

The moment Wang Mo called someone godfather, all of his composure and calmness vanished into thin air, leaving him unable to care about the dignity of being the Wang family's head.

Reason? What reason was he supposed to have?

What Wang Mo had done was simply the greatest humiliation imaginable to him!

How were those guests supposed to see him now?

As someone who abused his own child, was heartless and unjust? As a cruel, cold-blooded hypocrite?

It was easy to imagine that afterward, all those accusations would be pinned on him alone, while Jiang Che would become the hero who saved Yang Jingshu from a sea of suffering...

Wang Tianhua's anger surged as he stared fixedly at Wang Mo, who remained kneeling on the ground. His gaze was sinister and terrifying, as if he could devour someone alive.

Yet Wang Mo turned a deaf ear, completely ignoring Wang Tianhua's stare and looking resolutely at Jiang Che.

Seeing himself ignored again, Wang Tianhua could no longer endure it. His blood rushed to his heart, and he immediately spat