Jia Yu released his grip, and Jia She, as if granted a reprieve from death, gasped for air, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Jia Yu as if he were a vengeful spirit claiming his soul.
"What... what exactly do you want?" Jia She retreated repeatedly, his voice trembling.
Jia Yu’s expression was cold and stern. He enunciated each word clearly: "I am an unfilial son, but that is a gift of your own making. Last time, you refused to listen to reason and nearly beat me to death. If not for my own resilience, I would have died under your staff long ago. Since that day, the old Jia Yu has already died. Do not try to play the part of a father in front of me; I only wish to live life on my own terms. Anyone who dares to stand in my way, I will make them wish they were never born. Master She, you would do well not to push me."
Chapter 336