The Marquis Dongxiang had never seen his son in such a miserable state.
His eyes were swollen to the point that only a slit remained.
Mrs. Tang helped him remove the stingers.
She pulled one out.
The Young Master Su let out a miserable scream.
The Ninth Prince and the others fared no better.
The frightened bees would sting anyone they encountered, even the last servants who arrived were not spared.
If the Young Master Su hadn't reacted quickly and jumped into the water, who knows what he would have ended up looking like.
Marquis Dongxiang looked at his son and asked, "Can you still see?"
The Young Master Su stubbornly held back his tears.
His own father's "concern."
Made him unable to hold back, and he started crying.
Tears sliding down, the wounds burned painfully.
The Young Master Su's heart was shattered.
He was his father's only son.
He was stung like this, yet his father was gloating!
The Young Master Su turned his face away, avoiding looking at his father.
