"Impossible!"
Jiang Renyi staggered back in utter disbelief, his face a portrait of incredulity, "You're lying to me, you must be lying."
Could it be that he was not actually Jiang Shang's biological child, but a bastard borne from his mother's secret affair?
If that were the case, then not only was Jiang Shang not his enemy, but he owed him an enormous debt of gratitude instead.
Ouyang Ping said, "Jiang Shang is already dead, why would I deceive you? This matter is absolutely true, if I utter a single lie, may I be struck down by the heavens with thunderous fury."
Jiang Renyi burst into laughter, "Yes, Jiang Shang is dead, you can say whatever you want. I am Jiang Renyi; how could I possibly be a bastard child?"
Ouyang Ping looked at the somewhat frenzied Jiang Renyi and remained silent.
After all, the news was indeed too shocking.
Who could have imagined that the one claiming to be ruthless and heartless, the cold and emotionless Jiang Shang, was also once a lovesick fool?