Feng Ruqing opened her eyes. She clenched her fists even tighter. Her nails cut deep into her palms. She did not notice the pain. Her eyes never left Rong Yan. There was deep pain in her eyes.
"If I'm unable to save my own family in this lifetime, then what's the use of me learning how to brew spirit herb dishes?"
Pain, grief, despair…
There were endless emotions filling up in her eyes.
The pain she felt was so great and deep that Qing Han's heart was in pain too.
"Mother, my fruit could help you to make a breakthrough to Dark Warrior tier in a short time. Do you want to try it out?"
Fu Chen's facial expression change. "Qing Han!"
'This stupid girl! Why did she blurt it out?
'She'll only harm Mother like that!'
