Every sentence from the Moon King stabbed Ji Gui's heart like a sharp knife, and he suddenly burst into tears.
So, Father always had expectations for me. So, he never wanted to strip me of my title as Crown Prince. So, all along, Father never cared about the Moon Clan... What he cared about was the Ji Family! As long as our Ji Family existed, so would the Moon Clan. What did it matter if tens of thousands of elite Moon Clan warriors died? They were just a number.
The deeper he thought, the more pain wracked Ji Gui's heart. He cursed himself for being so inhuman. How could he have attempted patricide without being fully prepared, failing to live up to his father's hope that he would achieve greatness?
Next time. Next time, I will do it perfectly!
A cold light flickered in Ji Gui's eyes. As he felt the pressure on him gradually lessen, he couldn't help but look up to meet his father's cold, merciless gaze. Their eyes were practically identical.
