Xie Pan'Er's words came out as a roar, very loud. The little Emperor and Ji Youzhi's brothers on the roof heard her clearly, their mouths falling agape. This little girl is too fierce!
"Father! I don't care how far you've let yourself go, but there are some things you must stand up and face now."
Xie Pan'Er suddenly crouched down. Raising her head, she saw the tears on Xie Wulang's face that he hadn't had time to wipe away. She was stunned.
Her father was crying? Wasn't he mired in self-abandonment, utterly despondent? Hadn't he ignored his wife's suffering and their (her and her brother's) predicament all these years? So why was he crying now, in secret where he thought I couldn't see?
"Father! You... you're crying? Why?"
Xie Pan'Er's astonished voice reached the roof. The little Emperor and Ji Youzhi's brothers exchanged glances. A man who remained silent, enduring his daughter's accusations and rebukes, was actually crying? This Xie Family certainly seems unusual!
