Mu Qingge did not look back, only a sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth as she replied, "No need." There will be someone to take action for me.
Concealing the killing intent in her eyes, Mu Qingge walked out of the palace without turning her head.
Her departure brought a sense of relief to Qin Cang.
Suddenly, someone else walked in. He turned his head and saw Qin Jinhao's tall figure.
"Hao'er, you came just in time." Seeing his beloved son appear, Qin Cang finally felt some joy in his heart. He wouldn't bother to care that his other son had died at the hands of the person before him.
"Father Emperor." Qin Jinhao stepped forward, supporting Qin Cang's struggling body.
Letting him lean on himself, Qin Jinhao said, "Father Emperor, I came late. Made you suffer. However, I have already avenged you."
