"Why didn't you ask the King to give you justice?" Lóng Wei queried him.
"His Majesty was the reason for my miseries," Shuyao answered. "How am I supposed to ask for justice from the person, who ordered to behead my family," he stated and brought his hand near his chest.
"Only I know how I have been alive till this date," Shuyao's voice choked and tears came out from his eyes.
"So, if I had never come here, then you would have never tried to get justice," Lóng Wei questioned him.
"Perhaps no," Shuyao replied.
"You want me to stand against my father for you. I will be foolish to do that, Shuyao," Lóng Wei asserted.
"My daughter was merely five years old. You are born to end the miseries of people like me. His Majesty could have let her live," Shuyao stated and brought his hands up before joining them.
