Given the pressure Mo Hai is facing to get married, some people suggest that she considers marrying Liu Yifun.
He is a mature and responsible individual who can take care of his own responsibilities while supporting Mo Hai in fulfilling hers. However, this is not a decision that can be taken lightly or without careful consideration.
Mo Hai must also consider the feelings of Zou Guanting, who has always been a source of support and love for her.
Although he may not show it or maybe he does, Mo Hai knows that Zou Guanting deeply loves her. This makes Mo Hai feel somewhat guilty for not taking his feelings seriously.
Mo Hai wonders if Zou Guanting's love is platonic or not, as it would not matter to him whether Mo Hai marries Liu Yifan or not.
Ultimately, Mo Hai must weigh her options carefully and choose what is best for her and those she loves.
At this moment Zou Guanting walked into the brick house after tiring day of hard labor. Today he saw someone familiar, but he did not know who it was.
But he knows that person came from the cheetah clan because of their clothing, and their red curly hair darker than blood.
He spots Mo Hai just standing in front of the fireplace, holding onto her jacket tightly bundle up in her hands, looking like she wants to bury herself inside the jacket and never come out.
"Hey Ang—…Hai, are you okay?" asked Zou Guanting, his face full of concern.
Mo Hai slowly lifted her head up, turning to meet his eyes.
"I'm fine, I was just…wondering if you— I mean do you think it's possible to turn back time?" asked Mo Hai.
"Well, maybe…but you can't stop the flow of time, Neither can you turn back but only forward."
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"Locate my son immediately, you cursed idiots! The mere fact that I have seven sons does not imply that they are dispensable commodities. Your head will be offered up to me if you do not find him, whether dead or alive!"
"Please, Your Majesty, maintain your tranquility! He's only been absent for a couple of weeks; he may appear soon enough! Perhaps he's out exploring the world and experiencing new delights."
"Who gave you the courage to spout nonsense like that? Zian! Take this bastard out of here immediately!"
The Queen's commanding voice echoed through the corridors shortly after, the beastman who spoke out of turn now has his head severed and is now displayed on a bamboo pole.
Suddenly, a big, white bird entered the room and the creature bowed respectfully to the queen, but her smile seemed forced and somewhat unsettling.
"Have you found his whereabouts?" She said not once looking away from the majestic bird.
"No, But we have tracked down his scent, It's said that he should be in the vicinity of the northern borders."