"After all these years, your talent has successfully surpassed your father's."

Zhao Yi sincerely sighed, but Bal suddenly grabbed Zhao Yi by the collar, his face filled with anger:

"Don't mention that old man to me... he's the disgrace of our family!"

As he said this, he slowly released Zhao Yi, smoothing out the wrinkles on Zhao Yi's collar with a smile:

"This is all your fault... but it's okay, it's okay..."

"Heaven has given you and me a chance to correct our mistakes..."

"The game ahead is so much fun, playing alone is too boring, come play with me!"

Zhao Yi exclaimed in surprise:

"Is there really such a good thing?"

Bal's smile stiffened.

Zhao Yi muttered to himself:

"Actually, not long ago, I visited your family again, just to find you."@@novelbin@@

"But you weren't there."

"At that time, I felt deep regret... after raising for so long... how could it just disappear..."

Veins appeared on Bal's forehead, his expression gradually breaking down, as he pressed his index finger hard against Zhao Yi's chest:

"Zhao Yi... listen to me..."

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