"Son, why are you standing? Take a seat," Madam Xin said in a concerned voice, "You are still not fully healthy, standing for long will only harm you."
She didn't let Ye Tian Yun reply and dragged him to sit on a chair.
And then, glancing at Prime Minister Fang Yuan, she snarled, "How heartless are you! First, you didn't visit him, and now that he comes to you, you make him stand for so long!? If I didn't come here, god knows how long my child would have suffered!"
Prime Minister Fang Yuan replied without raising his head, "He's a young man. If he can't even stand in one place, how will he grow up as a powerful cultivator?"
Madam Xin narrowed her eyes, "How can a man not love his own son!? I understand Chen'er has made a few mistakes, but do you have to be so iron-hearted? Maybe he's like this because you have failed yourself as a father!"