"Father!"
Qin Hao hurriedly tried to explain. "Hongdou wasn't an actress at the Opera Garden. Back then, she was only..."
"Only what?!"
Yun Xiyue cut him off again. "Only pretending to be an actress at the Opera Garden so she could assassinate your brother, is that it?!"
"This..."
Qin Hao opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
"You're a father yourself now!"
Qin Tian scolded him, exasperated. "Can't you grow up a little? Can't you learn to be more sensible?!"
"Your son was wrong!"
Qin Hao's face was full of grievance, and he didn't dare argue any further.
Although he had now gathered the power of three hundred dragons and elephants, and there wasn't a single person across the Ancient Wasteland who could stand against him, that counted for nothing in front of his parents.
Especially when they called him by his full name. Even if he were the number one Immortal Emperor of all time, his soul would still tremble instinctively.
"Alas!"
Qin Tian sighed helplessly to himself.
It wasn't that he had a problem with this younger son, nor was he deliberately picking on him. It was just that without comparison, there could be no hurt.
They had the same parents, so why was the difference between them so huge?!
Time passed quickly. Several months later.
Qin Hao finally finished arranging matters in the Ancient Wasteland. He even announced his abdication, then personally held Qin Shu's coronation ceremony.
"The hundred years are up. It's time for me to ascend!"
Qin Hao's eyes shone with youthful confidence. He had been waiting a long time for this moment.
He appeared atop a mountain peak and stopped suppressing his cultivation, unleashing his aura without restraint.
Rumble!!
Thick, dark clouds immediately gathered in the sky, and endless bolts of lightning