Yan Huang Star.
Shura City.
Deep within the Imperial Palace.
Luo Xiu slowly pushed open the heavy stone gate and walked into the chamber filled with the scent of medicine.
Upon seeing the figure on the Han Jade Bed covered by white cloth, his body stiffened, and his steps grew heavy.
Every step was extremely difficult.
Never had he felt so afraid to walk as he did now.
...
Beside the Han Jade Bed.
Luo Xiu stretched out his trembling hand slowly, gradually lifting the layer of white cloth.
Seeing that face, disfigured and charred, his eyes widened, and all his strength seemed drained instantly as he fell weakly to the ground, tears streaming down uncontrollably like a breached dam.
"I'm sorry, Shan Shan... Dad is late."
Luo Xian, with tears in her beautiful eyes, came over and squatted beside Luo Xiu, gently embracing him.
"Tian'er, I'm sorry... I couldn't protect Shan Shan."
