Hearing that, Duanmu Ge didn't feel sad at all. Instead, he revealed a twisted smile.
"That old man is finally unable to hold on anymore."
Speaking of this, Duanmu Ge chuckled disdainfully. "That old man must still be waiting for my good fourth brother to save him, right? Unfortunately, Fourth Brother really thought that he had fallen out of favor, and didn't think about anything else at all. Old man, look at your son, who you've doted on for so many years. He can't save you at all. Perhaps he still hates you! Don't blame me for being ruthless. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too biased. Apart from being less talented than Fourth Brother since I was young, how am I inferior to him? But when have you ever looked me in the eye, you damn old man?"
