"I'm here to clarify one thing. What exactly is your relationship with Zhou Yuan?"
Zhao Tiexin's tone was cold and clearly accusatory. After all, he had almost died at the hands of Zhou Yuan, and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life if he didn't vent this humiliating frustration.
Zhao Wuyan responded just as strongly, "Do I need to answer to you about my relationship with him?"
Their relationship was not good, and they often quarreled.
In Zhao Wuyan's view, many of Zhao Tiexin's decisions were clearly wrong. Yet, just because he was a male, he could always count on their father's unconditional support.
As far as Zhao Tiexin was concerned, Zhao Wuyan was deliberately opposing him, often causing him public embarrassment.
This led to their conflicts becoming more and more intense.
"Heh heh…"
Zhao Tiexin burst out furiously, "Are you happy only if I'm dead?"