Li Che was somewhat moved, what a filial son this was. Whether he was truly sincere or just putting on a show, he wanted to present a good demeanor in front of the Chief Supervisor.
The words were filled with emotion.
Li Che was deeply moved and wished he could immediately fulfill the Third Prince's desire, sending him to see his birth mother.
So they could be reunited, mother and son.
"Then come in together."
The indifferent voice drifted with neither joy nor sorrow.
Without discernible emotional fluctuation.
Accompanied by the creaking sound, the door of the Qintian Observatory Treasure Building suddenly opened, as if the rain that was falling from the sky had instantly halted.
And within the pavilion, two figures slowly approached.
Both were dressed in white robes, their wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, having a somewhat exiled immortal-like air.
"Third Prince, please."
