As Hao Jian's words spread, his faint voice carried a touch of indifference and chilliness, piercing into the heart of Yuan Haocai. Her complexion turned somewhat pale as she looked at her older sister, her eyes flashing with a hint of guilt. Then, glancing at her husband and son collapsed on the ground, she bit her teeth, turned her head away, unable to bear the sight.
"Hao Jian, isn't this enough..."
Yuan Shanshan also found it difficult to watch. After all, this man was her relative. Despite his flawed character, they shared a blood connection. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Hao Jian glance over with a slight blink of his eyes, and Yuan Shanshan said no more.
"Drink it!"
Slowly turning his head, Hao Jian looked down at Xia Tianjia on the ground, his tone flat, his eyes without a flicker of emotion.
"No... No, don't!"
