"What?" Tang Miao's face displayed the astonishment of being interrupted, a bizarre mixture of surprise and smugness that was utterly strange to behold!
"Neither my father nor my Master believed in the Tang family, his surname is Mu! And his name is Mu Jue," Mu Lin's voice was bitterly cold, "Tang Miao, make sure you remember that!" They had never been so-called family, and as for that blood relation...hah, did it really matter? Mu Lin didn't think so.
So, "Whether it's me, Mu Lin, or my father, Mu Jue, there is not the slightest connection between him and you! And the only connection between us is..." The murderous intent no longer hidden in the darkness of his eyes, "You are my—father's killer!"
That was the one unalterable relationship between them!
Watching Mu Lin's fierce gaze, Tang Miao retorted, "Indeed, I should not have let you live back then!" If it wasn't for his momentary soft-heartedness... But was it really a moment of weakness, or was it...