The maniacally filial son performed normally, even better than Yu Ziqing expected.
At least Yu Ziqing never thought that the new Emperor Qian would go to such extremes to achieve his goals.
This father and son really are ridiculously similar.
Yu Ziqing turned back and looked at the dying world still floating, silently calculating how long it would take for the dying world to truly fall into the present world.
There's still time, so he'll continue to stay calm and prepare to chat with the Old Emperor Qian who has a leash around his neck.
"Since things have come to this point, I think we can talk about how to solve the current problem."
The Old Emperor Qian's aura was obviously stronger, yet his calm gaze held a trace of complexity.
He had thought about a lot, thought for a long time, but never imagined that one day when he stepped out of the world and was moving towards his goal, it would be his son who pulled him back into the present world.
