C1450 What Conspiracy
"Xiaowu!" Zhao Yu's cry echoed with heart-wrenching sorrow.
The vision before him had vanished, leaving him frozen, clutching Xiaowu, his face a mask of stunned silence.
It took an eternity before he regained his composure, gently kissing her forehead, whispering, "Xiaowu, you'd sometimes get inexplicably angry. You never said why