"Si Ma Xin!"
Han Cang Zi took another few steps back, and hatred appeared on her face.
Fang Shen stood there dumbly. As he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person before him, his heart clenched in pain. He knew the source of Fang Mu’s injuries, but he pretended not to. What else could he do besides that..?
He only pretended not to know and put on an act that he had done everything he could to cure his son’s injuries. He knew that only by doing so could there be a possibility for Fang Mu to truly recover some day.
"I am Fang Shen, tribe leader of Tranquil East Tribe. Greetings, Sir Si Ma…" Fang Shen lowered his head and bore with the pain his heart as he spoke respectfully.
That gentle look remained on Fang Mu’s face, as if he did not see the hatred on Han Cang Zi’s face. He ignored Fang Shen, who was standing by the side. He walked towards Han Cang Zi, and once he was by her side, he lifted Han Cang Zi’s pale chin with his right hand.
