A junior like Lin Chen has only heard a few words from time to time, but does not know the specific situation.
Zhao Wuji looked at Lin Chen, and he could still see the shadow of that woman on Lin Chen.
"You look very much like your mother." A rare softness appeared in Zhao Wuji's eyes.
He seemed to have gone back many years ago, when Lin Chen's mother was just a girl, and that quirky girl shook his arm and insisted that he fish for her.
He was already the marshal of the Wei Dynasty at that time, and his status was very high, but the girl was not afraid at all, she just wanted to eat fish.
What surprised Zao Wuji himself was that he didn't get angry and actually went fishing by accident.
This is treatment that Zhao Ming and others are unlikely to receive.
"It would have been great if your mother had married me, Lord Zhao." Zhao Wuji sighed.
Lin Chen snorted coldly, "Your son is not worthy of my mother!"
Zhao Wuji nodded, "Yes, a bunch of losers are indeed not worthy of such an eccentric girl."
Zhao Wuji sighed and then shook his head.
"The guilt I felt towards your mother was repaid from the moment you fled the capital, so I won't have any hesitation in killing you today!" Zhao Wuji's voice became extremely cold again.
That trace of tenderness has long since disappeared, as if it had never appeared!
"This is good," Lin Chen whispered.
Now that the answer is already there, let’s kill!
Chapter completed!