This was the loudest cry anyone had ever heard. It was filled with vitality. Even the City Lord and Xie Jinnian, who were far away on the seven-story tower, heard it.
Xie Jinnian looked at the City Lord. "Foster Father."
"Ah."
The City Lord came back to his senses from the baby's cries and said excitedly, "Let's go down and take a look!"
"Yes."
Xie Jinnian followed the City Lord down the tower.
Outside the side door of the Jade Pavilion, Jing Yi had been waiting for a day and night. His eyes were sparkling, as if they were filled with stars.
"She gave birth! Xiaoxiao gave birth!"
Wei Ting's face was pale as he collapsed to the ground. There was no dry spot on his body.
As he held the black stone in his hand, his eyes were empty. "It's finally over…"
Jing Yi glanced at him. "It's as if you gave birth."
Wei Ting looked at the blue sky soullessly. "Try hurting for a day and night."
