At this moment, doctor Hai's sorrow and despair were so real and infectious.
He knelt on the ground and picked up the fragments of the Empress's soul bit by bit, as if he was picking up his own memories. His expression was particularly serious, but it also seemed so sad.
Looking at doctor hai, Wang Da mang, who was about to speak, suddenly fell silent. It was only now that he realized that he did not really understand doctor hai.
He was strong, but he was very naive, like a child.
The "evil" he pursued was not pure evil. It was just to gain the approval of the person he loved.
He had been wandering outside for hundreds of thousands of years. Although he had returned this time to cause destruction, he was always beaming with joy and his eyes were filled with love and sentimentality whenever the Empress was mentioned.
Wang Da mang still remembered the excitement and anticipation in doctor Hai's voice before they entered the palace.
