The Hunting Competition was in full swing, but Di Hong, Ning Fengzhi, and even Emperor Xue Tang had none of their minds on it.
After taking the medicine and having a Spirit Master transfer Soul Power to him, his complexion looked much better.
Seated in the place of honor, he watched the chatting, laughing crowd, his gaze drifting outside from time to time. He had made every preparation, but deep down, he still hoped those preparations would prove unnecessary. He hoped his son would not rebel and would simply bring the army back safely.
That way, everyone would have a way out, and he could put this matter behind him.
They could still be one harmonious family.
Having witnessed the Royal Family's struggles countless times, he hoped to live out the rest of his days in peace.
Though he also knew that all of this had been caused by him. If not for him, why would the Royal Family be fighting among itself?
It was too late for regrets.
His gaze shifted to the left, where Ning Fengzhi and Di Hong sat chatting back and forth, their close relationship evident. Meanwhile, they chatted and laughed with the Royal Family's princesses and the daughters of noble houses.
Di Hong discreetly glanced at Emperor Xue Tang before transmitting his voice to Ning Fengzhi.
"Brother Ning, if the Second Prince really leads troops back to attack the hunting grounds, what should I do? Especially with the Second Prince—should I capture him alive, or just kill him outright?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "You cannot kill him outright. No matter what, he is Emperor Xue Tang's son. Capturing him alive will be enough. As for how to deal with him, that will be up to His Majesty."
Di Hong nodded lightly. As he raised