That half-demon face showed little in the way of expression, yet tears rolled down his cheeks: "Daddy, have you ever truly seen me as your own flesh and blood?"
Wenger replied displeasedly, "What are you talking about, Yu'er? Your mother may have been beautiful, but haven't your half-demon features terrified many since you were a child? Without daddy's protection, you would have been beaten to death by the Lady the moment you were brought into our home!" He softened his tone, "When you and Jin'er were young, our old home was ravaged by floods, and our family fled south, destitute and homeless. I would rather gnaw on grass and roots myself just to let you both drink rice water. Ask yourself, have I ever let you two suffer too harshly on this journey?"
Wen Liangyu shook his head.
"After I became the Yan City Lord, you said you wanted to try planning and decision-making, didn't I trust you and give you free rein?"
Wen Liangyu's eyes reddened, and he nodded.
