Heavenly Dao

While Rong Ming was held in Rong Xing's arms, he felt a warmth that he had missed for more than a hundred of years. These arms were the ones that wished the best for him, wanted him to be happy, and never not expect anything in return.

Feeling this gentle warmth, the tears that he had held back for years suddenly poured down his cheeks, and without being able to stop it, Rong Ming clutched Rong Xing in his arms while crying loudly.

Even when they had forced him to begin his demonification, he did not cry. He had not shed a tear ever since he was a small child, but now he could not stop the tears from flowing.

Spurred on by the sound of him crying, the hearts of Hui Yue and Rong Ming's friends burned with anger. They knew more than anyone else just how strong Rong Ming was, so for him to break down like this showed just how miserable he had been.

It was clear that his father was no longer someone he revered and looked up to, but someone he wished to escape from.