"Lord Yuh, I suggest you find the River God." Chuzheng's tone was calm: "I can't save you."
"..."
If Lord Yuh could find the River God, he wouldn't be here.
He couldn't even find the River God, let alone his daughter.
Previously, Lord Yuh's belly wasn't this large, but over the last few days, it swelled visibly, and sometimes you could see something moving.
With the rumors outside, Lord Yuh was scared.
He also cherished his life.
"You can't just watch me die. I've at least raised you for so many years, right? I was wrong before, I apologize, please save me."
Lord Yuh began to speak about loyalty.
Chuzheng remained unmoved. Lord Yuh, after groveling for a long while, was finally angered.
"Chuzheng, you're the one behind this, right? Otherwise, how would you know how to treat it?"
Although the townsfolk came to her for treatment, privately, many people were saying this.
How could she have coincidentally discovered and known how to treat it?
