"So you did all this just to test whether I'm qualified to inherit the title of Lord of the True Realm?"
"But did I ever say I wanted to inherit it?" Chen Changan said coldly.
"The Lord of the True Realm is your father."
"You're the only one qualified to inherit his place."
"It doesn't matter whether you're willing or not, because plenty of people will want to see you reach that point and take that position."
"To make that happen, we'll do whatever it takes."
"Of course, that all depends on whether you have the ability. Otherwise, we won't allow you to tarnish your father's good name."
Damn it, were they planning to shove him onto the throne whether he liked it or not?
"Was this my father's arrangement?" Chen Changan asked with a frown.
"No!"
"This was our decision."
"Your father left too suddenly back then. He didn't explain a great many things."
"So he left behind a mess, and now someone needs to clean it up."
"And you're the best person for the job."
At those words, Chen Changan nearly cursed them out!
The mess his father left behind, and he was supposed to clean it up?
What did Chen Changan like doing most? Leaving everything to someone else. And now he was supposed to clean up after his own father?
"What do his affairs have to do with me?"
"I have no interest in cleaning up the mess he left behind."
"Much less inheriting this so-called title of Lord of the True Realm."
"Besides, is this something you can just inherit because you feel like it?"
Chen Changan flatly refused to inherit the title of Lord of the True Realm. This so-called mess was clearly not going to be easy to clean up.
More importantly, Chen