A martial king, his face was grey and pale, his eyes listless. He looked like he could stop breathing any minute. 

That night had impacted him profoundly.

So profound that even this cold-blooded person couldn’t handle. Everything was fake. It was all but a mistake of his.

Cheng Xiao Xiao could tell what her mother was thinking from her look. “Mom, now you see what I am trying to get at? Yes, that’s the reason that I don’t like her.”

“But…” Mrs. Cheng was still a little baffled. “But she is your grandmother, even if she is….”

“So what?”

Once she had found out from Mo Xuanzun that the old man wouldn’t die anytime soon, Cheng Xiao Xiao had put this matter aside. 

Old Mrs. Luo, on the other hand, had been crying day in and day out at the Cheng’s and wanting to head back. 

Mrs. Cheng, not knowing what was going on in City of Yan, did not want her mother to head back. She just spent all of her time with her mother and was finally able to pacify her.