It's easy if there are soldiers to kill the picture.

After a brief daze, Lang Zhengzhi's face showed hesitation.

"Captain Hua, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. Although the strong are revered in this world, and many people will stop at nothing for their own interests, cruel and merciless, there will always be people who are different."

"From what I know, Sikong Jing is a man who takes responsibility. He has never bowed to such cruel rules."

At this point, Lang Zhengzhi could not help sighing inwardly.

Why had he come to value Lang Yisuo more and more? It was precisely because only his second son possessed a simple, honest, and pure heart. More importantly, it was because of Sikong Jing's existence... he was the one who had led Lang Yisuo to become steadfast and resilient.

As the chief owner of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion and a decision-maker of the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce, he knew perfectly well about Lang Yisuo's changes in the Long Night Empire, and he understood Sikong Jing's character even better.

That was why he had met Sikong Jing, and why he had worked with him to find a way to deal with Ju Dan.

"Someone like Sikong Jing is what a normal person should be in this cruel world."

"As for Steward Hua..."

"He understood Sikong Jing's sense of responsibility and talent in martial arts, and he also understood how terrifying this world was. That was why he believed that through his own death, he could dig out a comrade-in-arms for his daughter—someone she could rely on completely in the future."

"To put it plainly, he was a father."

As Lang Zhengzhi spoke, Hua Meixi's entire body shook violently before she began trembling madly all over.

Suddenly, Hua Meixi stared fixedly at Lang Zhengzhi and sneered, "What kind of father was he? You think too