Yuan Jingjiang was frantically slapping his own face.
Regret had reached an immeasurable level.
His brother-in-law's dream had always been to truly become a Guardian of the Great Hall.
To wear that black star-patterned Guardian's Clothes!
He once said: Brother-in-law, when I get married, I want to wear my Guardian's Clothes as the groom's attire!
But just as his dream was about to be realized, I stopped him.
That single act caused Tang Zheng to never wear the clothes he had longed for, even until his death!
Yuan Jingjiang's pain and anguish had reached an extreme level.
Fang Che sighed softly, looking at Tang Zheng's proud face.
He suddenly remembered the conversation from that day.
...
"Steward Fang, my mom says I've become more like a man these days and wants to thank you."
"Steward Fang, I've been alive for over thirty years and never felt like a man, a hero, until these past few days. Steward Fang, thank you."
