Chapter 1608 Facing the Motherland >

ng a dull sound like a drumbeat or raindrops—dense and rhythmic.Among the clatter of hooves keeping time with each stride, a rhythm emerges, weaving an exquisite beauty that transcends the experience...nling Why go to Jinling"Zhao Xuanji had been navigating the political arena for decades, but today, facing his own son, he felt strangely speechless.He turned his head away, avoiding Zhao Tailai's gaz...