At this moment, Meng Chentian instead said, "Forget it, I don't want it anymore."
Xiao Han was stunned; he stared at Meng Chentian, not understanding what he meant.
Just a moment ago he had demanded the Purple Gold Pavilion, and now he suddenly said he didn't want it anymore—was he playing with him?
"You little brat, you'd better give me a reason that satisfies me, or else I'll take it as you're playing me. Even if you're Wude's son, I'll still beat you so bad your mom won't recognize you," Xiao Han said, his face twisted in displeasure, speaking fiercely.
Upon hearing Xiao Han's words, both Tang Xin and Meng Chentian's expressions darkened somewhat.
One thought that no matter what, they should still recognize their own son, while the other was unwilling to admit that they were Wude's son, although Wude was indeed his new father.
Meng Chentian was at a loss for words. He glanced over, hoping Meng Chenhu would explain for him.