Cheng Zhihai didn't know why he was crying.
Was it for his own son?
Or for the Crown Prince of Great Chu?
At that moment, Cheng Zhihai couldn't think so much; he could not control his emotions.
Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang turned their heads slightly, no longer looking toward Cheng Zhihai.
They knew.
Their Director probably didn't want them to see him like this.
Everyone kept silent, mute and still.
The air itself seemed to crystallize.
A moment later.
The sounds of the battle in the sky diminished significantly.
Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, gasped for air, his armor shattered, his aged face smeared with blood, hands dropping powerlessly as a smile crept across his lips.
"Indeed formidable."
"What relation are you to the Heavenly Machine Elder?"
"It seems your true identity isn't that of a Great Chu princess, is it?"