The sound of armored guards' footsteps shattered the silence inside. He knelt on one knee and announced in a booming voice:
"Your Majesty! The First Prince requests an audience outside the hall!"
"Let him in."
Dai Tianfeng's voice was not loud, yet it carried authority.
A moment later, Dai Weisi entered, dressed in the dark-blue formal attire of a prince.
The dark-blue fabric was embroidered with shadowy golden python patterns, accentuating his tall, straight figure. His brows already carried some of Dai Tianfeng's steady composure.
He bowed toward the figure behind the desk. "Your son pays his respects to Imperial Father."
"Rise."
Dai Tianfeng raised a hand and fixed his gaze on his son.
"What brings you here?"
Dai Weisi straightened, his expression solemn. "Imperial Father, Third Brother Mubai has returned to Star Luo City."
He paused, then added, "I have placed him in the First Prince's residence and temporarily confined him there, preventing him from moving about freely."
Dai Tianfeng picked up his teacup, his fingertips rubbing against its warm sides. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke:
"Was there anything unusual about him when he returned?"
"His injuries are serious, and he has an additional scar on his face. His temperament also seems more irritable than before."
Dai Weisi reported honestly, "He got into a conflict with Zhu Second Young Lady on the street today and spoke improperly. I have already disciplined him."
Dai Tianfeng hummed and took a sip of tea. "Mm. Keep him under control for now. In a few days, I will have you bring him to see me!"
"Yes, Imperial Father!"
Star Luo City, the First Prince's residence, prison—
Water droplets seeped from the stone walls, while the air was thick with the smell of rust and mold.
Dai Mubai hung suspended by