Zang Xin nodded in agreement to this request, and he could see from Yuanen Zhentian's expression that he was facing a predicament of his own.

Thus, Yuanen Zhentian and the three of them separated themselves from the rest of the group, following which a sound-isolating light barrier appeared around them.

"Let's sit while we talk," Yuanen Zhentian suggested, clearly as a gesture of thoughtfulness directed toward the injured Tang Wulin.

Everyone took a seat, and Yuanen Yehui was sitting beside Tang Wulin. She took a look at him, then at her own grandfather before closing her eyes.

As for Yuanen Zhentian, his gaze was focused on her.

"Yuanen, you must hate me, right?" he asked in a calm voice.

Yuanen Yehui abruptly raised her head, and she immediately became uncontrollably worked-up. "Should I not hate you? You forced my mother to her death and disabled my father; why shouldn't I hate you?"

Tang...