"Blood ties, familial bonds—can you simply sever them with a word? A son's debt is his father's to repay; it's the natural order. Either kill me today, or pay up."
Lv Qiang gritted his teeth, the taste of blood filling his mouth. At this point, he had resolved to go all in.
"You're a big star now—a few million in debt is nothing to you, just pocket change. The reason you won't pay off Rong Yuhe's debt is simply because he failed to fulfill his duties as a father. But so what? He gave birth to you, raised you, brought you into this world. If you refuse to repay his debt, you're unfilial. Word gets out, and your fans will only spit on you."
Rong Xianning's pitch-black eyes were deep and silent. He quietly stared at Lv Qiang, his gaze sending chills straight down Lv Qiang's spine.
A kid who's not even fully grown—how can he radiate such a terrifying sense of oppression? It's downright freakish.
