At this moment, it is in another Japanese-style building also located in Qingtian City.

A handsome boy was kneeling on the tatami with an indifferent expression, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who he should call his father, his eyes full of hatred.

"You brat, how dare you say that again!"

The middle-aged man was full of murderous intent and stared viciously at the stubborn boy in front of him.

Mu Juebing met the fierce gaze without hesitation: "I said - I will never be your puppet, nor will I marry Ge Liusha, let alone take over your dirty gang, no

I will touch the dirty money you earned without conscience, unless I die!"

"Pa—" a loud slap in the face, and five clear fingerprints on the young man's face.

"Mu Juebing!" The middle-aged man stood up angrily, pointing at the young man with a trembling hand, "Don't forget, you are my son! You are my Mu Qingyun's son!!"

"Yes." The beaten man responded softly, and then stood up slowly.

His eyes are like his name, flowing with the same temperature as ice.

"This is the greatest shame in my life."

Mu Qingyun was slightly startled. He had been a leader all his life and had never been so insulted before, especially when the person in front of him was his son. At this moment, he was like a furious lion, staring at the person in front of him with eyes filled with anger.

It seems like it can spit out fire at any time.

"You...you said that I am your shame! Ha...haha...it's so funny..." He laughed wildly, "I think I, Mu Qingyun, started from scratch. I started out in the world at the age of 13, established the Qingyun Club at the age of 23, and unified it at the age of 33.

Qingtian City is now called a shame by you. Okay... ok... tell me... which part of me is your shame..."

Mu Juebing looked at his angry father indifferently, stretched out his slender fingers, slowly wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and then showed a sneer: "Yes, Mu Qingyun, the gang boss Mu Qingyun who is feared by the whole Qingtian City

, but...cannot protect his wife and children."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingyun, who was originally furious, suddenly froze, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"You...the death of your mother and brother...was an accident."

"Accident?!" Mu Juebing retorted bitterly, "If it weren't for you, how could they die?!"

"I..." Mu Qingyun was speechless.

Mu Juebing closed his eyes, never wanting to see the man in front of him again. He turned around, and the next second, the wooden door was opened.

"Stop!" The person behind him roared again, "You want to leave? I tell you, if you step out of this door today, you will never come back. I, Mu Qingyun, will pretend I never gave birth to a son like you!"

"hehe."

A cold sneer appeared on the face of the person who heard this sentence, "This is what I want most."

He turned back: "Mu Qingyun, remember what you said. From today on, I - Mu Juebing - am no longer your son!"

"You..." The figure behind him was startled.
Chapter completed!