Cheng Xin stopped talking and remained silent for a long time. There was a faint sadness flowing out of his bright eyes, which transformed into a bit of yearning, flowing in the air.
"Why don't you speak?" Qitian couldn't help but ask when he saw that the man was silent.
Cheng Xin did not answer and slowly turned around. The man's tall and strong body turned slowly. It seemed that the turning of the body could not wipe away his grief of a hundred years. The sadness made him must muster up all his courage to completely turn his huge body around.
"You, take a good rest." Her voice was low as it gently echoed in the room. Soon after, light footsteps could be heard as she walked out step by step.
"Cheng Xin, you stand still. I have something else to say. Listen, you must help me deal with
