"Your son is both fortunate and unfortunate," said the Tendril Emperor. "You shine too brightly, yet many would envy you for being his father."
"With just this one sentence, who here dares to touch him? No one would dare."
"It's apparent that you don't want to interfere in your son's marriage, not wanting it to become a trade of interests."
"To be honest, for anyone else, your son wouldn't have just one wife, much less an ordinary person; at the very least, she would be a proud daughter of heaven, perhaps even with a prestigious background."
"You are a good father, but the unfortunate thing is, he became your son, born into this family."
Ling Tianyu chuckled and said, "A person's birth can be fated, and yet it cannot be fated."
"In the words of others, reincarnation is a skill."
"Hahaha," the Tendril Emperor laughed upon hearing Ling Tianyu's words. "You truly are something else."
