King Heng obediently nodded his head, and with the help of the Little Eunuchs, he laid down again. The darkness in his eyes was unmistakable, but he couldn't hide it.
Emperor Huian couldn't bear to look any longer. He waved his hand, allowing a few Little Eunuchs to carry King Heng away for thorough care. He feared that if he continued to watch, he would not be able to restrain himself from storming into the side hall to attack the chief culprit behind all this, regardless of the consequences.
The King Heng being carried away by the Little Eunuchs didn't miss the flash of anger in Emperor Huian's eyes. On his face, unnoticed by others, a silent smile emerged, making his mangled wounds appear even more ferocious.
"The crying child gets the candy," this truth he understood better than anyone, but in front of his crippled father, The Emperor, it was useless.
