He spoke in a very strict tone, and Liu Yitian felt slightly intimidated. Had he made a mistake?
Had he said the wrong thing?
But, it was his mother and older brother who were the pushy ones.
His elder brother was merely trying to protect himself.
"Forget it, I won't say any more." Liu Yitian trudged upstairs, his spirits low.
The house had no life in it, he thought. In the past when Father was home, the family would dine together in the evenings. Although his eldest brother was silent and indifferent, the two brothers would still converse, and the home would be brightly lit and vibrant.
Now, the elder brother was not at home, the small villa was shrouded in darkness, and the father's fate was unknown, leaving the house feeling dead and lifeless.
He was not happy.
