Upon hearing the name, Zhao Tianxing sighed. If Zhao Chong hadn't stepped in to help Wang Hao, their family wouldn't have fallen on such hard times.
Despite the helplessness he felt, Zhao Tianxing never blamed his son. On the contrary, he believed Zhao Chong did the right thing.
For those who practice martial arts, what kind of man would one be if devoid of any sense of justice?
Upon learning that Su Yang was Wang Hao's friend, Zhao Tianxing initially thought he came to express Wang Hao's gratitude, which moved him somewhat. However, he was keenly aware that now was not the time for such sentiments.
"Zhao Chong is asleep," said Zhao Tianxing. "I'm sorry, but we have some matters to attend to and cannot host you today."
Su Yang did not leave, but instead walked straight up to Zhao Tianxing: "How is his injury?"
