Aiden Mo had a splitting headache, but he still gritted his teeth and pulled him away, whispering: "You don't have to worry about it. Sit down."
"Why did he mention his father during the festival?" Blake Gu didn't listen. He didn't know if it was Aiden Mo's illusion. There was an anger that he had never seen in his usually blank blue eyes. Blake Gu clutched Aiden Mo's wrist tightly, as if feeling guilty and wanting to atone for his sins. He refused to let go no matter what.
"Don't you know that his father passed away a long time ago? Why --- make people sad?"
The old guys couldn't keep it on their faces and uttered evil words: "You disgusting evil beast, how dare you attack a nobleman in the palace?!"
"You're out of your mind and you're acting wild? Get out of here! There's no place for you to talk!"
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