Coming to her senses, the woman immediately gave a cold snort.
"What if I refuse to give it to you?"
His eyes bloodshot, Li Damo stared fixedly at the woman.
"Ever since I was little, you've never let me do anything I wanted!"
"Anything I liked, you either sold or gave away!"
"You wouldn't let me study, and I did as you wished!"
"You taught me to sell tofu, and I did as you wished!"
"But today!"
"All I want is to send someone a lotus, and you won't even give me that freedom!"
"Mother, just what do you want your child to do?"
Li Damo's words, along with his abnormal demeanor, once again stunned the woman.
Yet she still believed she was in the right. After only a moment's stupor, she pointed at Li Damo and spoke shrilly, looking as though she resented iron for failing to become steel.
"You good-for-nothing! Everything I do is for your own good!"
Li Damo's heart was cold as dead ashes.
The woman spoke shrilly again.
"I gave birth to you! I'm your mother, so you have to listen to me!"
Li Damo raised his head and glanced at the woman's contorted face.
His gaze was like that of a dead man.
"Crack!"
Just then, Li Damo suddenly grabbed the teapot on the table and smashed it.
Seeing this, the woman immediately snapped at him.
"You damned wretch! That teapot was an antique! It was worth a fortune!"
But Li Damo did not so much as glance at her. He bent down, picked up a porcelain shard from the floor, and dragged it hard across his palm.
Blood seeped from his palm.
Then, under the woman's astonished gaze, Li Damo spoke with utter resolve.
"Since my body, hair, and skin all came from