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 an apologetic smile, “Lord ...