"My son refuses to accept this."
Cui Xiong openly talked back to him.
The next second, the teacup exploded beside his leg.
Cui Zhi's eyes turned so sinister they were terrifying. "Cui Houbai!"
Cui Xiong rose from the floor and met Cui Zhi's eyes without flinching. "Father just asked whose identity I was helping conceal. Now I want to ask you: have you known everything from the very beginning?"
"You knew Baojun's identity was wrong all along!"
"Otherwise, why would you have bothered asking?"
"Even your own son has to be toyed with in the palm of your hand?"
At first, Cui Xiong had tried his utmost to control his emotions and keep them from boiling over, lest father and son end up in a truly vicious argument. But after a few questions, the more he spoke, the angrier he became. He could no longer hide his resentment, so he simply stopped trying.
Cui Zhi said nothing, wanting to hear what his son had to say.
Cui Xiong asked, "Who is she?"
Those three words made Cui Zhi lose his temper. He laughed in fury, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why are you asking? What, you can't stand being toyed with in the palm of your father's hand, but you can stand being toyed with by a woman of unknown origins?"
The air between father and son grew even more charged, like two swords poised to clash.
In the end, Cui Xiong was the first to back down.
"Playing both sides won't work every time. Father openly supports the Sovereign, while secretly making concessions to Kang Country and turning a blind eye. If you think these little favors will save the entire Cui Lineage, you're giving Kang Country far too much credit for being naive."
Cui Xiong knew his father's