As Chu Mo stepped back, he said with a smile and then shut his mouth closely. He couldn't help but notice that Prince Xia Jing's eyes, as he was speaking, were abruptly shining!
Though that shimmer was fleeting, and quickly hidden behind a stoic facemask, Chu Mo knew, he had won.
Before coming here to cause a commotion, Chu Mo had considered why Xia Jing was so enraged. Why was he determined to grind Chu Mo into dust? It was fundamentally because Chu Mo had ruined his one and only son.
Even if you wield incredible power, even if you are a prince, even if you're so wealthy you could challenge nations... even if you can enjoy all the world's riches and luxuries!
But, if you are without an heir, it's equivalent to having no hope at all!
So, what if... there's hope to produce a child again - a son or a daughter?
Chu Mo was certain that, in that case, Xia Jing's attitude would undergo a complete transformation.
