!"Zhao Chuang..."Then Humazi shouted to Zhao Chuang."Understood, Master Hu..."Zhao Chuang understood Hu Mazizi's meaning and stepped forward, grabbing his hand. A surge of qi flowed from Zhao Chuang...Tong Yougong with pity in his eyes, and sighed softly: "Your mother died young, these years have been hard on you. I only have such a good son, and I'm content!"Tong Yougong stared at his father with...