This " father " was just like how he used to call him when he was young. It was an innate intimacy. He had always liked this black-hearted father.
Even if she often quarreled with her father, she still liked and admired him. At this moment, he desperately wanted to see his father in his memories. This kind of urgency even exceeded when he had just woken up in the Divine Tomb.
After all, at that time, he knew very well that his biological father was not by his side. Therefore, even if he wanted to see her again, he knew that it was impossible to see her, so he could endure it.
But now?
“..”
Rong Mo looked up at the sky, at the peak of Mount Meru that was emitting a faint glow. He wanted to see his father, but he still couldn't.
On the other hand, Dragon King had already approached him because of his commotion. " Young Master, what's wrong? " It could sense that Young Master's emotions were bursting out.
