"So you refuse to remarry because you don't want to take responsibility?" Li Tianming asked.
"Your father's love is too limited! You're different. You're meant to pass down an imperial legacy, so having more descendants is no problem." Li Wudi sighed, then said deeply, "But in the end, you still can't let them down."
"I understand." Li Tianming rose to his feet. His gaze softened as he looked toward the depths of the Imperial City, smiling. "Actually, the most important reason I came back this time was for them."
"Oh?"
Li Wudi had thought that, because of guilt, Li Tianming had always been unwilling to speak of them and kept changing the subject. Who would have thought the boy had already made up his mind?
"Go on!" Li Wudi had wanted to pat the boy on the shoulder, but he withdrew his hand. Though the boy looked tiny, one slap might send this Chaos Eonic God flying.
"Mm!"
Li Tianming stood, bid farewell to his family and friends, and headed toward the rear of the Imperial City.
Everyone raised their heads to watch his departing back. Their lips pressed together, their gazes gentle, each of them hoping all the more for a good outcome.
"Come, come, you girls, get in the middle!"
Dongshen Yue quickly changed the subject and called Zi Zhen, Lin Xiaoxiao, and Weisheng Moran into the midst of the crowd.
Though they could slaughter in every direction, they were still nervous before the elders and obediently did as they were told.
Dongshen Yue took the lead, beaming as she fussed over her granddaughters-in-law. Yet privately, she called out, "Quick, get a few who can bear children over here and teach my granddaughters-in-law some experience! Which positions make it easier to score a hit!"
"With an imperial dynasty