All Li Haochen could hear was a humming sound. It felt like water had entered his mind, the bitter water of suffering. The fluid seeped into his organs, making his body ache all over. He didn't dare to look up and meet the gazes of the hundred-odd thousand people there, knowing that he would find a range of expressions of shock, disbelief, and flabbergastment. He was nothing but a laughing stock; however, he was the son of the sun emperor, someone born to be the absolute best. There was no way he could fall this low. The internal contradiction caused him to feel a twisting sensation in his chest. It was as if he was tasting snake bile. He had never experienced such despair that could completely crush his pride and conf...