C1464 They Drank and Danced

Chu Qing sat in the chair, sighing deeply as he raked his fingers through his hair in a frenzy, his face contorted with anger. His eyes betrayed a profound weariness, and he looked even more haggard. He truly didn't want to do this, nor did he want to cause any harm to Fu Ling.

If Fu Ling weren't impervious to poison, he might have been consumed by guilt. Yet