Where does a person begin to feel small like an ant?
Probably from being watched by someone who has crushed you from every corner since childhood, and suddenly realizing this recognition when seeing your own small reflection in their pupils.
Song Zhiqing tightly gripped the wheelchair's armrest, wanting to say something, but found his mouth was rigid.
Song Zhiyuan straightened up, glanced down at him with disdain, and said nothing.
This silent punishment is more torturous than direct confrontation.
Song Zhiqing felt his back was completely wet, his inner garment clinging to him, sticky and uncomfortable.
"Prime Minister, the people from Changqing Temple said that Heavenly Master Zhong left two days ago," a house guard arrived, bowing to report to Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiqing's heart skipped a beat, he lowered his eyes, and his fingers on the wheelchair curled slightly.
The eldest brother has discovered what he did?
No, he doesn't have evidence.
