A silence fell within the cave.
Being betrayed by his own son, it was imaginable, what a huge blow this was to Cang Xu as a father.
However, in the moment when Cang Xu faced death, he still thought of this son of his.
Cang Xu wished that his scholarly works could be of help to his son. Of course, he also hoped his works would be passed on.
Here there was hatred, love, and so much helplessness and vicissitudes of life.
Very complex emotions.
Zhenjin and Zi Di finally began to understand the old Scholar before them.
No wonder he previously clung to life, and no wonder he was now willing to sacrifice himself.
"If I escape, I will also help fulfill this final wish of yours," Zi Di solemnly promised.
"Thank you, Miss Zi Di," Cang Xu sincerely thanked her.
"Then, Lord Zhenjin..." Cang Xu turned to Zhenjin.
Although Zhenjin did not speak, just slightly shaking his head, the attitude he revealed was very firm.