"Don't get caught up in sentimental ties; emotions are the most terrifying of things. You absolutely mustn't have them. A man must be ruthless and heartless, do you understand, Chennchenn?"
Mo Yaochenn obviously didn't understand. He frowned, "Why?"
Mo Zhenglong looked at his exquisitely carved face—the only great-grandson he'd had in his lifetime. "Because you need to become a man who can stand tall and bear the heavy burden of the Mo Family. You'll have a lot on your shoulders, and when necessary, both family love and romantic love can be sacrificed. Those aren't worth anything. Only when you stand on top of everything do you have the right to look down on others."
He spoke sincerely, and Chennchenn looked down at his fingers, suddenly blurting out, "Great-grandfather, if everything is sacrificed, why would money matter? You can't even buy a bed or jelly for Mom and Dad; that's not cool at all..."
