This was outside a hospital ward, where Zhao Dahu was watching with immense satisfaction as a young boy sobbed over a bed inside.
That was Shang Yu, and today was the anniversary of his mother's death.
"Find a chance to take care of this brat!" Zhao Dahu said to the two men beside him. "Who told his old man to make us suffer so much? If I don't avenge this, I, Zhao Dahu, am no longer a man!"
Chapter 47