"Originally, it was calculated that after seven years, I should return home. However, now I realize that my return is all because my son, Bo Yikao, would come to Zhaoge to plead for me."
Ji Chang lowered his head and sighed, taking a large gulp of wine, which caused him to cough for a long time, tears streaming from his eyes.
The Little Dragon Girl looked at him and said, "You seem to be living well in Zhaoge. It doesn't look like returning home is that big of a deal."
"Not at all, not at all. In front of King Zhou, it's no place for a living person."
Staying in Zhaoge, Ji Chang was bound to die. At this point, Nezha also roughly understood the situation: since Bo Yikao wasn't coming, there was no one to plead for him. Forget King Zhou planning to release him, he likely had completely forgotten about Ji Chang.
