Yan Ruyu knew that the five children were Zhao Shuning's hope.
When Ye Ling had brought them back, she had treated them like family.
Now, you tell her.
The child she had raised was no longer present. Even the real culprit had yet to be investigated. This sort of matter was unbearable to anyone.
Yan Ruyu held Zhao Shuning in his arms.
There was always a soothing feeling coming from his master.
Slowly, Zhao Shuning's emotions began to ease up.
"Ning, son, everything will come to light."
"Master."
"Ning'er, don't be sad. Ji Qinglin, he won't be willing to see you like this."
"Master, that brat, Ji Qinglin, he was the one who liked to laugh the most when he was young. When he was young, he even told me that when he grows up, he will definitely become the strongest alchemist in the Great Land of Dongze. He did it, Master, he did it, he did it, he was so strong, but why did he still lose his life?"