Human hearts are like ghosts and demons, faces like monstrous specters.
"Do you really want to dispatch troops to launch a strong attack at this time?"
Zhong Tianque understood the profound implications of this question and the sinister intentions behind it.
If troops were sent to storm the Phoenix Palace at this time and rescue his father...
Then, he would have to dutifully wait for his father to abdicate, waiting for the moment he truly wished to hand over power.
With each passing day, the agony intensified.
With each passing day, the uncertainty increased.
If he waited, and his father unfortunately perished, Zhong Tianyi bearing the sin of patricide, once everything fell into place...
At that time, he would be able to rightfully inherit the throne and become the Phoenix Master.
A tiger does not devour its young.
But then, would a son poison his father?
Zhong Tianque quickly provided an answer.
