The Emperor looked haggard when they saw him. His face didn't have a single trace of arrogance, as he looked like he had aged multiple times already. There was a consistent frown on his face that didn't seem to leave his forehead.
As soon as he saw the cultivators entering his palace, he stood up and walked over, leaving his throne.
Huh, it seemed the man was anxious as hell for some reason.
He immediately went over and held the misty man's hands, looking like he was about to beg. "Please, find the child!"
Memory Yu Weimin's eyes narrowed. "Something that could crawl out of a woman's body couldn't be termed an ordinary child. You should know that."
The Emperor shook his head firmly. "No!!!! Please, you have to save him, please…. I beg of you. Bring him to me no matter what!"
"I won't." Memory Yu Weimin spoke up as his eyes squinted. "I won't really work for a demon-summoning Emperor like you. I'd rather not help people at all."
