Chu Zifeng, graceful in his white attire, resembled a celestial being. His words carried convincing power.
Changyuan never doubted, his blood-red eyes curving into a smile, a proud and joyous sneer on his face, "I'll be waiting! That day will come soon!"
As his words ended, his tall figure disappeared from everyone's sight.
He wanted to share the good news with his master.
Huo Yao and Huo Anqi exchanged glances, concern and unease clearly written on their faces.
Huo Anqi clenched her small fists tightly and asked Chu Zifeng with pursed lips, "Is it true Father won't last three years, and Mother's memory is recovering soon?"
"How could that be possible!" the Underworld King interjected, "That was just to deceive that snake."
Huo Yao covered her chest with her small hand, her heart still pounding with fear, "That's good, that's good..."
Just now, learning that something was going to happen to her parents, her little heart almost stopped beating.
