"I'm not fortunate enough to need their aid!" Liu Zheng stared steadily at Liu Xin, "In your eyes, I have no value at all, so why bother talking more? When discussions fall out of sync, even half a sentence is too much. Good night."
"Liu Zheng, you're as stubborn as your grandfather!" Liu Xin shouted in fury, pointing at him, "Such stubbornness will only kill you!"
Liu Zheng looked at him, "Grandfather and I have a conscience, we have limits. We know what we want and what we should strive for, and also what we shouldn't do. Our conscience is intact, and so is our morality. You've loathed me for so many years, simply because I resemble Grandfather. He is the mirror image of what you despise, you feel inferior, shameful, disgraced. All these years, you've tried to make me become like you, but I never will. Dad, I will never become someone like you."
