Guo Kang chuckled, "Dad, if you curse me like that, aren't you also cursing yourself? Besides, no matter how much of a scum I am, I'm still your son, right? Who else is going to carry on the Guo Family line if not me?"
"And honestly, this whole mess doesn't have much to do with me anyway. The one who offended Wen Qiyang and Ye Che was Guo Jia; the one whose illegal deeds got exposed was you. Why drag me into this?"
"You—you—" Guo Zhengting stepped forward and grabbed Guo Kang by the arm, only to have Guo Kang fling him aside.
"Enough already! Instead of giving me an earful, you'd better go kneel a few more days at Dihao Sect's entrance. Alright, I'm leaving now. Don't forget to act as pitiful as possible—make it look tragic, the worse the better!"
Guo Zhengting watched Guo Kang's departing figure, heading back to that same Ferrari, and his heart turned cold all of a sudden.
These were the good son and daughter he had raised with his own hands!
