This was more than just killing a man; it was an attack on his very soul.
Ye Heng had longed to see his son one last time, but this scene only filled him with more bitter resentment.
Others might not have known, but he was keenly aware of Ye Chutang's malicious intentions.
'It wasn't enough to drive my family from the Ye Mansion in Liuwan Lane. She had to pursue us to the bitter end!'
'This was like carving a pound of flesh straight from my heart!'
Ye Heng's breathing grew ragged, and he could faintly taste the metallic tang of blood in his mouth.
He summoned all his strength, gritted his teeth, and snarled, "If that's the case, why... why would they be here, outside the city?"
'She obviously knew I was being exiled to Tongbei and deliberately had these people wait here with the coffin!'
