Disciple's attack vs Master's acceptance
Fu Chao picked up an apprentice.
The child, who had lost his parents at the age of five and was extremely talented, was covered in dirt when he threw himself into his arms.
He taught him how to play the harp, dance the sword, understand etiquette, and teach him everything he had learned.
Later, Fu Chao's spiritual core was dug out, his immortal bones were pulled out, and he became a useless person.
When he woke up, the new emperor who had bloodbathed the fairy world had locked him into the golden palace - the disciple he raised with his own hands.
Jing Li kissed his forehead and said she loved him.
Fu Chao closed his eyes and remembered that when he was being tortured, the only thing he was happy about was that his disciple was in seclusion and didn't have to see him in such a mess.
Only a long time later did he realize that the idea of digging up spiritual cores and pulling out immortal bones was proposed by his most beloved disciple himself.
"Master, I love you so much."
Listening to these words, Fu Chao couldn't tell whether they were words of love or a judgment.
Intention: positive energy