Wealth immediately pounced on Amalia. "Mother, Big Dad wants to hit me! What if he smacks the memories out of my head?"
"How fragile is your brain?" Kenny Lin scoffed as he reached out.
Wealth couldn't dodge in time and took a slap to the head, making his face tilt to the side.
He huffed angrily. "Hmph! I'm not talking to you anymore!"
Amalia smacked Kenny Lin in return—he was always bullying their son.
Seeing Big Dad get hit, even if Mother didn't use much force, filled Wealth with satisfaction.
This was probably the first time he had the upper hand against Big Dad.
The realization made him feel energized, and his mood lifted so much that he ended up saying a little more than he originally intended.
"Actually, if we analyze the strand of black essence from Big Dad and work backward, it's not hard to deduce where the corresponding white essence comes from."
"For example?" Both of them looked at him simultaneously.
