"Yan Xiangma, what are you trying to do?" Uncle Yan asked grimly, his voice harsh.
He knew his son well enough to understand that Yan Xiangma's choice was definitely not one he wanted to see. Otherwise, Yan Xiangma would not have been so wracked with guilt that he had fallen to his knees.
Sure enough, Yan Xiangma faced his father, Uncle Yan, and knocked his head against the ground three times with three resounding thuds. Then he said in a low voice, "Even without me as your son, Father, you would still be a father, and you could still live well. But without me as his brother, Li Mu Yang might die."
"When a friend is in trouble, I can't stand by and watch him die. I can't turn a blind eye and pretend I saw nothing. Although I haven't known Li Mu Yang for long and we aren't particularly close, I know that if I were in the same danger and situation today, Li Mu Yang would likewise risk his life to save me."
"Father, he is my confidant and dear friend, as well as my brother in life and death. I want to help him, and I must go save him. Even if you kill me with a single palm strike, I will stand in front of Li Mu Yang just like the others... using my own body to shield him. Xiahou Ying wants to use the Dragon Shock Bow to kill him? Then let that sharp arrow pierce my chest first."
"Your son does not wish to become a heartless and faithless wretch. I ask that you understand and forgive me, Father." Yan Xiangma knocked his head against the ground three more times before getting to his feet and walking toward Li Mu Yang.
He held his