"If you have anything that can smooth the nerves, that’s just what I need." This time, Emperor Shun didn’t wipe the blood on his mouth corner. With a bitter smile, he said to Ji Hao, "I’ve been working too hard lately. Somehow, I can always hear a strange voice in my head, and I’ve been wondering how to cast that away."
Taking a vicious glance at Ji Hao, Emperor Shun continued with a deep voice, "Therefore, I don’t want more to worry about…Marquis Yao, be generous, and just forgive Fufeng Yu. Only when the world is peaceful can our human-kind develop, and human beings can live without danger."
Hearing him, Ji Hao’s dagger-like ten fingers suddenly turned as soft and gentle as a breeze. He slowly held Emperor Shun’s shoulders and smiled mildly, "Ah, I see, you should really get some rest."