"Dragon Master..."
Tai Yi's gaze was obscure and deep. "If that day truly comes, I'll give Azure Dragon a surprise."
"It's good that you have that confidence." Heavenly Emperor nodded. "By the way..."
A rare trace of gentleness passed through Di Jun's eyes. "How are Little Ten and the others adapting to the front lines?"
"Not bad."
Eastern Emperor assessed them. "Those ten nephews of mine know how to conduct themselves and understand the bigger picture once they're on the battlefield."
"They haven't put on any airs as princes. They know when to back down and when to stand firm. They're never rash, and they know to listen to the teachings of their seniors and mentors. They're mature and steady. In the army, they can barely be considered to have won the hearts and support of the troops."
"Good." Di Jun nodded in satisfaction. "They've received all kinds of education. Even if they can't be said to dazzle the ages, being steady and capable of preserving what they have is enough."
"What I fear most is that they'll be reckless and impulsive, refusing to repent even in death... This is a crucial moment when my Heavenly Court is fighting for victory through the ages. If they become a scourge, I'll have no choice but to grit my teeth, withstand the murderous intent of my two wives, and painfully seal them away—or even send them into reincarnation to roll around a few times and temper their dispositions."
As he spoke, Heavenly Emperor sighed.
Being a parent was hardly easier than being Demon Emperor.
After all.
As Demon Emperor, if he wanted to select talented ministers, he could choose from the entire Demon Clan, appointing the capable. There would always be more than enough.
But as a parent... if the children were