Chu Minghao rushed toward King Yu, and seemingly, there was also a scent of something, rushing toward King Yu.
King Yu's head shook, and upon seeing Chu Minghao, his son's face appeared even uglier, even more terrifying.
"Haohao, Haohao, don't do this!" King Yu watched him rushing toward himself, eyes wide with desperation!
Don't kill him!
Haohao, don't kill him!
Don't return to take his life!
He is your dear father!
"The collapse of the moat was all caused by you; you arranged everything, let your men plant the explosives to blow up the moat!"
"The moat collapsed, how many people died? Father, can your conscience be at peace? Can you sleep well at night?"
"Haven't you heard? So many people crying for help? Not only men, but also women, elderly people, newborn infants barely days old?"
"Did you hear them? They were crying for help! But no one saved them; they were about to drown!"
"No, don't… it's not… it wasn't me…"
Suddenly, King's mind flashed with images.
