When she said this, the other commoners who had lost their children also knelt down. Some cried like rain, some echoed in unison, and some kowtowed repeatedly like the woman.
"Emperor, please punish this group of heartless villains severely!"
"Please help us find the child, Emperor!"
These people who had lost their children were all on the verge of breaking down, afraid that they would find cold corpses.
Their sorrowful emotions also infected the other commoners. The commoners' eyes turned red as they knelt down one after another, all begging the Emperor to make a decision.
At a glance, everyone was kneeling, and sorrow and righteous indignation were written all over their faces. A sorrowful atmosphere pervaded the area around Chengtian Gate.
"Father," An Le, who was sitting in the wheelchair, suddenly said in a soft voice.
