"If....if I can really recover, given my age, I could easily have dozens more children!" A glimmer of hope flashed in Prince Xia Jing's eyes as he murmured, "I hope.... it's true! If you dare to deceive me, even if I expend all my fortune and exhaust all my means, I will not let you off!"
Despair is not frightening, because it has already reached the end of the road, there is nothing left to expect. What's truly terrifying is when life springs from certain death, only to find oneself plunged into another dead-end situation again!
That, that is genuinely distressing.
Chu Mo strode out of the ruined palace leisurely, as if on a walk. The guards along the way had received their orders, but the way they looked at Chu Mo still conveyed their fear.
They were utterly confused as to why their lord let this kid go.
