The overturned desk crashed to the floor with a tremendous bang. Perhaps Kamo Xu had moved too violently-even the drawers flew open.
Snow-white sheets of paper fluttered down, scattering across the floor...
Held by the collar, the Kamo Clan Head silently endured Kamo Xu's recklessness, his brows drawn together in clear displeasure at his lack of manners.
The Kamo Clan placed immense importance on dignity and etiquette. Everyone had to abide by them.
Tie back your long hair, neatly...
Iron your clothes, keep them tidy...
Hide your true nature, greet others with a smile...
But Kamo Xu was an outlier.
The least likable of all the children.
Lazy, arrogant, greedy, and utterly lacking in manners.
If his strength had not been passable, they would have discarded this misfit long ago.
"It's all true. Every word, every sentence-even every punctuation mark-is true."
"Kamo Xu, you robbed your mother of her right to good health. You were also the reason she suffered needlessly for over twenty years."
The man gripped the hand clutching his collar and pried those well-defined fingers loose, one by one.
He ignored the sharp menace False Sun God Slayer radiated beside his ear, disregarding the chill emanating from it.
He merely stared, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on Kamo Xu.
So alike... far too alike.
The boy bore almost none of his features. He was the very image of Kimi Miwa.
Yet that was precisely why he hated this child.
A man devoted to discipline, he had never regarded the inherently rebellious Kamo Xu as his own offspring.
Especially not a stillborn child who had only regained life through a binding vow...
Freeing himself from Kamo Xu's grip, the man slowly pressed his palm hard against his crumpled collar, flattening the creases little by little... with all his strength.