"You..." The Son of Heaven stared at his mother, who had been confronted by an old man. This was intolerable to him, and he wanted to go into a rage.

Think how arrogant he is and how proud his mother is like his private property. Can he be blasphemous and profane at will?

"What? Son of God, do you have any complaints about Daddy? At this time, Biluo was angry and drank, "You little rabbit, as your father, I am bound to take care of your mother's and son's life. Your mother needs it. Of course, I have to do it comfortably. Otherwise, how can I be your father, don't...