บท 1937: What Do You Want

With a flash, Bai Chen appeared in the main hall with a gloomy expression.

He could see Wan 'er and Xiu 'er's miserable and exhausted expressions. Bai Chen's expression became even gloomier.

The current Bai Chen was in a sorry state. At least, that was what he looked like.

His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in wounds, and he was dripping with blood. He was limping as he walked, and his white robe was almost torn to shreds. It was obvious that the battle just now had been extremely difficult..

"Where is your father?"Meng Huaiqing's heart trembled.

Chen 'Er had returned, but the eastern Heavenly Emperor had not.

If the victor's situation was like this, wouldn't the loser be even more miserable!

Could it be that Bai Chen actually took it seriously..

"Father... cough cough... Father has already gone back to rest."Bai Chen coughed, and his face was a little awkward. "This..."

"Oh, I understand."