Translator: Aran

  When Luo Yi's mother heard this, her thin and weak body trembled slightly, holding herself back from saying a word. The fog in her eyes intensified.

  Gu Yangdao, on the other hand, looked stone-faced, not saying anything and just focused on playing with the sandalwood beads in his hands, as though he had heard nothing.

  Father Luo let out a soft sigh, his forbearance under all this really was too great.

  He greatly suppressed his anger to say with ..