Fang Jing's expression was a bit stiff. He sighed and said, "Don't talk about him like that. No matter what, he's your own nephew!"
"Spare me. If that useless thing were my son, I'd have strangled him at birth!" the man in black said, rolling his eyes and sneering. A helpless look appeared on Fang Jing's face, and he was so choked up he could barely speak. After a long moment, he said, "Wait until you have a child of your own before you say something like that."
He then glanced at the man in black and said, "That boy from Merak must die. And Li Wenxi's disciple must become my son's woman!"
The man in black gave him a somewhat helpless look. He hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and grumbled, "As a father, you've really gone to the extreme for your kid. If your son dares to be unfilial to you in the future, I'll kill him with a single slap!"
'There you go again...' Fang Jing turned his face away, not bothering to respond to the man in black.
