Everyone has weaknesses and Achilles' heels, and for Sang Tian, it was his son, Sang Xiaotian, for he was his only bloodline and the sole survivor of his lineage in this life.
If Sang Tian had countless sons, and could still have more, he might not have valued this child so dearly. But the problem was that he had been given a Sterility Pill, rendering him incapable of having any more offspring. That was precisely why he treasured his only seedling as if it were the apple of his eye, more precious than life itself.
After all, without descendants, no matter how great the empire one built, there would be no one to inherit it. What was the point then? Wouldn't it just be like making bridal clothes for someone else?
Therefore, upon hearing that his son was in the hands of his enemies, Sang Tian was unable to remain calm!
"What a clever scheme! I, Sang Tian, am convinced. Tell me, where is my son?" Sang Tian demanded through gritted teeth.
