C145 The Prince Regent the Prince Regent(12)

Han Qing couldn't deny that he was slightly shaken, but he didn't do anything. He was only Regent's trusted aide, Regent's servant. He had no right to interfere.

He waited patiently for a moment, looking at the moon's trajectory. The youth had already knelt for four hours.

To a martial artist, four hours was nothing. However, to a weak and delicate person, it was simply inconceivable