A few hours later, in the Capital, within the Sun Mansion.
At this moment, Sun Yaowu was sitting in his study, holding a book in his hands and reading it with great interest.
Although he was one hundred and twenty years old, his physical condition was comparable to that of a middle-aged man. His eyesight was sharp and his hearing acute, exhibiting an extraordinary spirit.
Beside him was Sun Yi, sitting in a wheelchair.
In front of Sun Yi was also a book, but he couldn't focus on even a single word. Having lived a life of luxury and indulgence, being confined here was driving him insane. All he wanted now was to get out of here and fiercely retaliate against Lu Yu!
Every time he felt the pain emanating from his fractured bones, his anger towards Lu Yu intensified. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to have someone tear Lu Yu to pieces!
