As he said those words, images of Wu Jinliang dropping to his knees flashed through his mind-either kneeling with a thud and calling someone Father, or kneeling with a thud and calling someone Mother.
During that brief silence, he had already considered all the consequences those words might bring.
Before speaking, he had quickly weighed the gains and losses: was one of his own "arms" more important, or was appeasing the other side more important? Having considered their value, he had clearly chosen the former.
In truth, Wu Jinliang had forced him to make a choice. With Wu Jinliang taking such a firm stand, he could only choose one or the other.
The moment those words left his mouth, the scene fell so silent that a falling pin could have been heard.
Feng Chi was astonished. Was he going to confront Gong Shaoci head-on? Could he afford to provoke him? Could he afford to offend him?
But she quickly regained her composure and made no move to mediate. She felt that Shi Chun was not someone who acted rashly. He was realistic and could distinguish gains from losses. Since he had decided to do this, she believed he must have something to rely on.
The one truly growing anxious was Xiang Lan'er, watching from the sidelines. She wondered whether something had gone wrong in Shi Chun's head today. First he had violated her, and now he was taking a hard line with Gong Shaoci. Had he taken the wrong medicine?
They were so close to settling the matter of the Desolate-Breaking Remnant Blade. What if a clash at this crucial moment ruined everything?
She considered stepping in, but that would not fit the persona she had always shown others. She hesitated, pondering what to do.
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