Lu Chen watched the Azure Emperor stare at him in confusion, then gave a cheeky grin and walked over to his side.
"Imperial Father commands the Great Qian Divine Dynasty and is an exalted, supreme existence. You are also unparalleled in divine valor, with a cultivation realm far beyond the ordinary. You suppress the surrounding nations until they dare not move. Chen'er naturally knows that he is absolutely no match for Imperial Father."
Leaving the miscellaneous details aside, Lu Chen first showered him with flattery. When the Azure Emperor heard this, the smile on his face could not be concealed.
It was only Lu Chen who could get away with it.
If anyone else had flattered him—whether the civil and military officials, or even his other imperial sons—the Azure Emperor would have sent them a single icy glance, scaring them into pissing their pants.
But if Lu Chen was the one doing the flattering...
Oh, my.
The more the Azure Emperor listened, the more comfortable he felt.
"Imperial Father, Chen'er only wants to broaden his horizons and learn where the gap between himself and Imperial Father lies, so that he can learn from your strengths to make up for his own weaknesses and improve even further. Your son asks for little. I only hope that I can last half an hour under Imperial Father's hands without losing. Then your son will be satisfied."
Lu Chen stood behind the Azure Emperor, pounding his back with his little fists.
When the Azure Emperor heard this, he was filled with emotion.
"Chen'er truly has an excellent temperament. You are neither arrogant nor impatient. Not bad. A little sparring, is it? I grant permission!"
The Azure Emperor waved his hand grandly.
"Imperial Father, it's not sparring. It's guidance!"
Lu Chen hurriedly added from behind