"Concubine?"
Du Xiong stared dumbfoundedly at Du Zundao, "Father, you want Caidie to be my concubine? But her grandfather is Liu Futong, a Venerable of our Zoroastrian Sect!"
Du Zundao saw through Du Xiong's thoughts and chuckled, "What Venerable or not, if his granddaughter can be my son's concubine, he's already quite honored. Don't worry, son, if you like Liu Caidie, she will be yours. But you must marry Han Ling'er, understand?"
Upon hearing Du Zundao's words, Du Xiong wiped his tears and said, "As long as I can have Caidie, making her a concubine is fine too."
Du Zundao glanced at his son, didn't he understand his mindset?
Love, affection, what does this little brat know? He's merely lusting after Liu Caidie's body. Now that he can have Caidie's body, he doesn't care if she's a concubine or otherwise, as long as she belongs to him.
So this little brat, love is nothing more than an excuse for debauchery.
