"I mainly wanted to see whether this foolish son of a landlord could inherit some of his father's intelligence and manage his household properly." Chen Luo glanced at the Little Emperor as he spoke.
"..." Nadjeta sank into thought.
"Hey, Boss, Luo Luo, what kind of riddle are you two talking in? Boss, do you know this little brat too?" Mine asked.
"I do, and we used to be quite familiar. I just don't know whether he still recognizes me." Nadjeta looked at the Little Emperor with a complicated expression.
Nadjeta had defected from the Empire many years ago. The Little Emperor was very young now, and he had been even younger when he first met Nadjeta. Moreover, Nadjeta's appearance had changed considerably since then.
After hearing Nadjeta's words, the Little Emperor began studying her carefully. Then he suddenly jolted, as if he had recognized her, and started gesturing excitedly.
"What's going on? Why isn't he speaking?" Nadjeta could not help rising to her feet and asking.
Although she had already betrayed the Imperial Army, the Little Emperor was still the Little Emperor. The Little Emperor himself had done nothing wrong; the one at fault was the minister. Nadjeta understood that very clearly, so she still had to show the proper respect.
"It's nothing. I just sealed his ability to speak. I was afraid that if I brought him out and he started talking nonsense, people would mistake him for a lunatic," Chen Luo said.
Chen Luo had not controlled the Little Emperor's thoughts. So if the Little Emperor saw the guards the moment he reached the streets and shouted, "I'm the Emperor, save me," he would definitely be treated as insane.
"I never expected this little brat to be someone you knew, Boss. Should I be a little nicer