Li Chengyou wiped the sweat from his brow as he raced forward, pushing his horses so hard that several had already collapsed from exhaustion. His heart was heavy with worry for Li Yuanjing's health.
Though Li Yuanjing was in his forties and had kept himself strong through years of martial training, he was no longer a young man. The relentless journey had surely taken its toll. Hesitant, Li Chengyou tried to reassure him: "Father, the Emperor of Southern Chu has taken Mother hostage to threaten Qing State. He won't harm her—at least not yet."
Li Chengyou had been training in the military camps of Liangzhou City when news reached him that his mother had fallen victim to a sinister curse. Desperate, he had rushed back across great distances to accompany Li Yuanjing into Southern Chu.
Throughout the journey, Li Yuanjing's fury was palpable, his killing intent barely contained.
