Nalan Zhangqian asked helplessly, "Father, if I'm a bastard, then who are you?"
Nalan Hu did not know how to respond to that.
Nalan Hu did not answer his question. It was because he had raised his hand and given Nalan Zhangqian a second slap.
"You… bastard…"
Nalan Hu wanted to scold Nalan Zhangqian more but in the end, he swallowed what he wanted to say.
Nalan Zhangqian's body was shaky but there was a smile on his face. He seemed to be not worried anymore.
"Father, you're finally here. It's so good. I know that much has happened in the imperial city. You would surely come and rescue me at the earliest hour after you have resolved the disaster in the imperial city. Our Nalan soldiers could now be spared from death. It's so good…"
Nalan Hu was stunned.
He coughed awkwardly. "You're my son. How would I forget about you? You be careful next time. If you want to self-destruct again, I'll definitely kill you myself!"
