“Tai Yu, how long have I been here?” Zhou Xuzi asked after a long sigh.

“My lord, you’ve been here for over two months,” Honorable Tai Yu said.

“Two months…” Zhou Xuzi murmured in a daze. “And here I thought a century had passed.”

Honorable Tai Yu looked away to hide the pain in his expression.

Zhou Qingchen’s death—especially the way he had died—had been a huge blow to Zhou Xuzi.

Since then, he had been racked by the pain of losing his ...