Above the screen, Destiny lies quietly on the stone slab.
Next to him, a handsome, unremarkable man leaned in his ear and kept repeating a sentence.
“Beichen Immortal King is your father, and Beichen Immortal King is your father…”
This cycle is repeated, more than a hundred times.
Destiny’s innocent eyes at that time gradually turned into a paste.
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