"Son, Chen Ke, greets father...."
Sima Ke lifted his head, a flattering smile on his face, seemingly unashamed of his current 'admitting a thief as his father,' but rather quite pleased.
Of course, this was not the original nature of Sima Ke.
Once, he was very self-assured, ambitious, and even schemed against Chen Yuan, but time and again, he was subdued by Chen Yuan, and afterward, when facing Chen Yuan, he presented his most comfortable posture.
After all, a person's bottom line is broken little by little.
He had already sacrificed everything, even giving up his mother consort, so under the shadow of a life-and-death crisis, was there any point in struggling over such trifles?
One must know, Chen Yuan had said he would leave no Sima Family member alive....
He thought that if he didn't do something like this, he would surely follow in his father's footsteps.
He didn't want to die, he really didn't.
