Even at this moment, the charred black sun emperor was still chattering away. His words sounded tender and sincere.

“Who’re you trying to trick? Half of your sons died and you didn’t even blink! You’re probably just playing the family card because you're scared of death, right? I don’t want to have any relationship with you any longer, so return my dad to me today!” Qingyu was in the storm of baleful spirits not far from him. The dad she dearly missed was right there at the Flameyellow Coffin.

She couldn’t stop the tears from falling as she looked at the red-haired man. There were two people carrying the coffin. The sun emperor...