Zhao Hanzhang silently drank tea, listening quietly.
"At that time, your uncle and father were also young and impressionable, influenced by us, their relationship was not good, and when it came to your generation, it was even worse," Zhao Zhongyu sighed, "It was my brother and I who played the wrong moves and didn't teach the younger generation well."
Zhao Zhongyu spoke with some sadness, "Only at this moment do I understand your grandfather's helplessness back then, when he saw no successors, truly no successors."
He looked at Zhao Ji and Zhao Yi, finding them lacking, hating that they did not live up to expectations, wishing to scold or even beat them;
So, when Zhao Changyu looked at him, was it the same feeling?
