"So lively. Playing pretend, are we?" The Emperor's stern voice echoed, but his seemingly jesting words contained no trace of humor.
Doctor Lin heard the unmistakable voice that haunted his dreams and looked up quickly. The Emperor? Then who was the person lying on the dragon bed?
An idea flashed through Doctor Lin's mind, and he became horrified. He collapsed on the ground, dazed.
Everything was over.
Startled by the nightmarish voice behind him, the Third Prince quickly turned and looked towards the entrance - so fast that he almost sprained his waist.
"Father?" The Third Prince's voice was filled with disbelief.
"You seem disappointed to see me." The Emperor watched him with a disheartening smile, but his eyes were full of disappointment and heartbreak.
This was a son ready to kill his own father for the throne!