The Empress Dowager watched as her son was chased by the black panther, anxiously looking at Lin Caisang, hoping she'd call the panther back.
But the Crown Prince interrupted her.
"Mother, look at Second Brother."
Watching Prince Heng dart farther away, running like the wind, the Crown Prince found it hard to find the words.
"Oh, Crown Prince, did I see wrong? Why doesn't your Second Brother limp anymore?" The Empress Dowager looked at Prince Heng following the Crown Prince's gaze.
At this moment, how could she see a limping son? Prince Heng had long discarded his unsightly crutch and was running desperately forward.
Being lame was out of the question; he ran faster than those who practiced martial arts, almost as if he were using lightness skill.
"See, wasn't it healed? Such a simple matter."
Lin Caisang clapped her hands and laughed lightly as she watched the figure running farther away.
