At the critical moment when Jin Zhaoyu was about to take his own life, Li Jizhou's light and airy voice sounded like celestial music to Consort Zhen's ears.
At the same time, the vertical eye on Hong Luan's forehead scanned across, instantly collapsing the Divine Soul pressure of the second elder of the Jin family.
"Qian'Er!" Consort Zhen hurriedly ran towards Li Jizhou.
"Mother, do not worry, your child has it all handled." Li Jizhou smiled reassuringly, then strode over to the cell where Jin Zhaoyu was held.
"Grandfather, you have suffered."
"Qian'Er, you… you shouldn't have come! This has nothing to do with you, leave quickly!" Jin Zhaoyu regained clarity, glanced at Li Jizhou from afar, then stepped back three steps, turning his back, refusing to look at Li Jizhou.
"Haha, grandfather, you have worked hard for the country and the people, such tremendous achievements, what is it? Don't want your grandson to share in your glory?" Li Jizhou teased with a smile.
