C198 The Last Gathering

"The child is the father's heart, yet without the strength or the ability to protect you fully. If I had the power, I would have resisted when the Immortal arrived. Alas, I was of no use," the old fox lamented, now in human form, gazing at his son, who bore a striking resemblance to his younger self. He chuckled wryly, not wishing to risk everything to free his son, but as an old man