"Tsk tsk, such a pity though, this child is destined to be fatherless from birth, as its father has at most another year or so to live."
Upon hearing this, Nan Feng nearly lost her grip on the bowl in her hand. She turned around and looked coldly at Tuoba Lie, "Aren't you going to tell me that the antidote you provided is fake?"
Tuoba Lie let out another cold laugh, "Why would I do such a thing? I promised to provide you with the second stage of the antidote, and I definitely gave you the second stage. But, Nan Feng, the antidote is divided into three stages. Now, your tall and mighty husband, Nangong Ye, can probably only nod or shake his head. In other words, only above his neck can he move, below the neck he cannot. In this condition, isn't he living a life worse than death? And yet, at a time when he needs you the most, you are not by his side. If it were me, I would definitely have been broken, probably unable to survive at all."
