sponse. As the sound faded, his hand froze, and he abruptly lifted his gaze to Fu Yan, his eyes gleaming with a light that could be described as explosive.At first glance, Fu Yan understood. He was as...o Mingzheng, his eyes, weathered and slightly clouded, stirred. His voice was hoarse and dry: "A-Zheng..."Ho Mingzheng sat on the round stool beside the bed, taking the bowl from Cao Fang's hand. He s...