Chapitre 493: 493 Still have doubts_1

Upon seeing him, Shen Liang felt as if he was a mouse being preyed upon by a cat, automatically shaking his wrist.

The last time, it was this seemingly frail man who, with an effortless swing of his knife, severed his father's hand.

From that moment, Shen Liang profoundly realized that there were always people higher and skies beyond his reach. Before then, his father had been an insurmountable mountain in his eyes.

After that, he understood that in the eyes of these nobles, his father was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

"Cough cough cough..." The night wind was brisk, Jiang Shu began to cough again. His pale face showed the color of the first peach blossoms of spring, displaying a morbid allure!

Su Luo quickly walked towards him, adjusting his cloak, "Why did you come down?"