"Mm." The old man let out a long breath. His voice sounded aged again, as though he might die at any moment. "What I need to determine now is whether you are truly willing to resolutely, bravely, and fearlessly strike against him for Tai Yu, for the future of the Primordial Chaos Clan."
"Father Emperor!" The Seventeenth Prince dropped to his knees with a thump, his eyes bloodshot. "I am of Tai Yu's Primordial Chaos Clan, a son of Emperor Yu. For the nation and our people, I would be willing even to die!"
"Good... very good!" The old man's voice choked up again as he sighed. "Little Seventeen, you are a good child. All these years of hardship not only failed to make you hate everything around you, but instead gave you a tougher spirit and a greater sense of responsibility! You are the child I am proudest of!"
Upon hearing those final words, all the grievances, fury, and unwillingness the Seventeenth Prince had bottled up for years suddenly dispersed.
He had once harbored hatred, but now he truly could not bring himself to hate.
After all, even the imperial consort mother he cared about most had turned out to be a consort favored by Father Emperor. She had not lived badly at all... Once he calmed down and thought carefully, weren't these all good things?
The past had been painful, but at the very least, the future was good.
The future him would also be the him who was truly respected...
"The only thing that makes me uneasy is that my strength is far too weak right now..." The Seventeenth Prince said regretfully.
Yet upon hearing this, Emperor Yu finally smiled. Smiling, he said, "Perhaps you think this is the greatest problem at present, but in reality, it