Fierce the Cold Winds, Like Good Wine

The three people walked out of the Imperial City.

As they walked past the collapsed Whalefall Platform, Chen Changsheng suddenly stopped.

"Just who did the child in her bosom belong to?"

Upon hearing these words and connecting them to the quiet in the hall and Xu Yourong's reaction, Tang Thirty-Six was deeply shocked and subconsciously prepared to flee.

Xu Yourong glanced at him and said, "You're thinking too much."

Chen Changsheng had also noticed the change in Tang Thirty-Six's expression and helplessly shook his head.

Many people had died in this conflict, including Bie Yanghong, Wuqiong Bi, and the two Angels of Sacred Light.

But the one that Chen Changsheng could not forget was a life that many could not even remember.

It was the child in Madam Mu's womb.

In his view, that child had been the most innocent sacrifice.

Perhaps it was because it made him recall his own background.