Ji Youlin's words earned him a fierce kick from Old Lady Ji, landing squarely on his calf.
"If opening the Sky Eye isn't impressive, why don't you open one and show your mother? How old is Xiaosuisui, and how old are you? Besides, do you think your achievements are so remarkable? Let me tell you, look what you've become! You suddenly appear before me, looking like such a mess, I could easily mistake you for a beggar. And you still have the nerve to criticize others here?"
Ji Youlin's face burned. He felt his mother was no longer his mother. Only she could say such heart-piercing things to her son.
"You're no mother!" Ji Youlin retorted. "I just don't understand! That little girl almost killed Eldest Brother just now. If Second Brother hadn't been at the Inn and treated Eldest Brother in time, you'd be a white-haired mother mourning her black-haired son by now! So why are you still pampering this little girl like she's some treasure?"