I am kind-hearted, but my father did not care for my mother since I was a child, and I was treated favorably.
He met the Immortal Sect, but because of a mythical legend, the sect was destroyed.
He ran away for his life and returned home, only to be betrayed by his own mother. Within a few hours, he became a door-to-door son-in-law.
Although the daughter-in-law is quite cold, the sister-in-law is very lively, and the mother-in-law even cooks with her own hands.
But why do people who treat me badly have a smooth life, while people who treat me well have bad luck?
I argue, but you bully me with your power and use violence against me?
In this case, let me show you my strength...
