No matter what, experiencing some genuine human emotions before death is a good thing.
Xiao Teng picked up the miraculous medicinal dish and started devouring it ravenously.
As he ate, he thought of his father, and at this moment, he seemed to understand his father's turmoil.
His own conflicted feelings of wanting to die and yet wanting to escape were probably just like his father's.
Wishing for his son to die, yet wanting his son to live.
Huang Xiaoyi watched Xiao Teng devouring the food with a pure smile, then exited the slaughterhouse he had just repaired yesterday but hadn't used yet.
Then he closed the door.
"This person, though showing signs of depletion and exhaustion, has a vitality inside him that keeps his life hanging here, indicating there must be something unique about his constitution."
