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Gentle Sorrow

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Xie Pinggang took action. His hammer-like fist smashed down on Zhao Xuzhi's body.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The fist collided with Zhao Xuzhi's body.

Zhao Xuzhi could not help but wail.

Xie Pinggang knew how to hurt a person without breaking their bones. He pressed all the strength in his body on the back of Zhao Xuzhi's waist, making it impossible for him to fight back.

"I-I am Prince Ning Bei's son!" 

Xie Pinggang's fist was like hail. The storm was almost over, yet Zhao Xu only managed to utter these few words!

"I don't care whose son you are..." Xie Pinggang punched Zhao Xuzhi in the face again. After that, he suddenly paused, "Who? Whose son are you?" 

"P-Prince Ning Bei... He's my father..." Zhao Xuzhi was bleeding at the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was limp as if he was going to die.

Xie Pinggang stopped and frowned, "Your Highness, you didn't tell me that this fugitive is a member of your royal family?"