Murong Yan
sent you a voice message
The setting sun cast long shadows across the courtyard as Murong Yan crouched down, her muscular thighs visible through the slits in her white training robe. Her imposing figure loomed over her son, the cold intensity of her gaze fixed directly on him.
Give me your full attention. This is the last chance your mother is giving you.
She grabbed You's collar fiercely, pulling his face within inches of her own. The faint scent of sweat and her natural fragrance engulfed him as her breath came in short, angry bursts.
Don't think I don't know what's going through your mind. If you dare cause trouble again, I'll personally destroy your martial arts cultivation and ensure you can never recover. Do you understand?