"Miss... Master encountered an assassin in the Imperial Palace today. It was to save His Majesty that he stepped forward. The assassin's poisoned sword struck his heart with a single blow. His Majesty has now sent Master's remains back to Duke Zhou Mansion... Miss, I have failed Master! I didn't protect him well, please punish me!"
After speaking, Guard Commander Lu Yiju knelt in front of Lang Xingyue, weeping bitterly...
Lang Xingyue stood there in disbelief, her heart in turmoil, repeatedly muttering: No, it can't be!
Father wouldn't leave me, Father wouldn't!
He won't leave me!
Lang Xingyue, feeling helpless, couldn't hold back her tears. They silently slid down her face as she wordlessly questioned the heavens, resenting the skies for once again taking her family away!
Su Wei and Master Mo Chen stood beside Lang Xingyue, unsure of what to say.
Lang Xingyue had just turned fifteen today, and her coming-of-age ceremony had not yet been held.
