His eardrums buzzed, and even the scenery before his eyes seemed to begin distorting.
As Father roared furiously, Lu Xin felt as if his entire body had been swept into a chaotic tide, overwhelmed by an inexplicable sense of oppression. That feeling made him repeatedly want to let out a furious shout and tear everything wide open.
Father stared fixedly at him, as if waiting for his answer.
But Lu Xin only knitted his brows without replying, as though he could not hear anything.
"Everyone's dead. Who's going to pay the child's wages?"
Mom spoke with a smile at that moment. Sitting sideways on the sofa beneath the lights, she looked both charming and elegant.
When she spoke, Lu Xin finally felt a little calmer.
Her voice continued to ring out slowly. "Everyone's dead. Then who's going to keep this city running?"
"Would an empty city be any fun?"
"..."
Father could not answer that question, but his breathing grew noticeably heavier.
Mom's voice was so gentle and rational as she looked tenderly at Father with her beautiful eyes. "Actually, we should be reasonable too. Since we've done things that other people can't, how can we deprive them of their right to be afraid?"
"Not everyone is like you and dislikes going out. The world is better when it's lively..."
"..."
"Heh heh heh..."
Father glared at Mom, his fists cracking as he clenched them. His arms seemed to be growing thicker by the moment.
Mom merely looked at him with a smile, not avoiding his gaze in the slightest. There was even a hint of provocation in her eyes.
Seeing that they seemed about to start fighting again, Lu Xin got a headache.
Mom could not actually beat Father, but she provoked him every time. And sometimes, when she