บท 344: The King

For a period, he thought that he had reached the peak of his life, but all these years of being a king only seemed to have robbed him of his energy. He was utterly fatigued, both mentally and physically, and seemed to have aged several years at once.

He missed the days in Jade City when he was still the exiled Second Prince from Stone Kingdom.

Sitting on the meditation cushion, as the King listened to the low and gentle chanting of the sutra by the eminent monk, his mind had drifted thousands of miles away. He had been so naive at that time, thinking that he would never be subjected to despise and ridicule by people once he ascended the throne, but oh, how wrong he was.