"You were reckless! What would you have done if they didn't agree and wanted to go down with you?! Would you have just let them kill you just because of a bit of provoking!? What then?!" Zhou Jian Kong was fuming and glared down heavily at his quiet granddaughter. Her pale face and pitifully fragile body seemed to sway as she knelt in front of the furious old man.
Her eyes were faced towards her knees making her seem even more miserable and weak yet there was a stubborn pride in her posture. This girl-! She still dares to silently disagree with his words even now?! If not for the guilty conscience of that Liang boy would she have ever told him of the happenings in that damned house unless he heard about it from one of his men instead? Was she going to take this secret to her grave? Looking at this stubborn and prideful position this granddaughter of his held, Jian Kong felt an overwhelming sense of frustration and fury he hadn't felt since his eldest son left their ancestral home.
