Haotian Emperor and Haotian Empress both focused their eyes on their daughter's face.
Yi Luowa squeezed her fingers, looked at her father, then at her mother, "Your health isn't good, I told you not to worry. Actually, I've already dealt with this matter; otherwise, I wouldn't have told you about it."
Tong Airui stood up, ready to call the doctor waiting outside the door at any moment.
Haotian Empress nodded, "We're not in a hurry, go on, your father and I can control our emotions."
Haotian Emperor sighed lightly, what could be worse than losing a son? He and his wife survived that, and nothing else could break them now.
Yi Luowa quickly said, "There was an earthquake in the Gaocang area, followed by a tsunami. Don't be nervous, this happened a long time ago. Marcus and I have handled it; the people are all settled, and reconstruction has begun. Before winter arrives, they'll move into new homes."
