When Xuanyuan Mo Ze arrived at the inner hall and saw his father who was recovering from his injuries, he felt as if his father had suddenly aged overnight. His spiritual energy had completely disappeared, and at this time, he was just like an ordinary old man with grey hair. He wrinkled his eyebrows slightly and appeared to be in a deep sleep.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't dare believe that this temperamental, arrogant, tough person would have become like this.
Even though he was unwilling to call him father, he was indeed his father. He thought that he could be very cold towards him, but as he saw him lying there, his heart unexpectedly filled with anger.
Gray Wolf had brought a chair over to the side of the bed for his Master to sit down on. He then retreated with Shadow One and stood guard outside. Once outside, Gray Wolf who had been silent all this time couldn't help but speak.
