At the sight of Wyatt's arrival, a faint smile appeared on Zijing Sovereign's face.
"Come, sit."
Pointing at another stone throne beside her, Zijing Sovereign gestured for Wyatt to sit.
Wyatt did not stand on ceremony. Since Zijing Sovereign had agreed, he entered the palace and took a seat not far from her.
"There has been no shortage of news about you in Hell lately. I truly did not expect the Four Divine Beasts Family to produce a genius like you. Leiding and the others are fortunate indeed. It is a pity that Leisjing's talent is limited. It will be difficult for him to take another step forward in the Laws."
After praising Wyatt, Zijing Sovereign seemed to think of her only child again and let out a helpless sigh.
"Breaking through in the Laws also depends on timing. When the opportunity comes, anyone may be able to break through. Leisjing is very talented. What he lacks is merely an opportunity."
Hearing Zijing Sovereign's words, Wyatt smiled slightly and offered her a few words of comfort.
At Leisjing's level of strength, it was actually highly unlikely that he could improve any further. But in front of his mother—and with her being a Sovereign—if Wyatt bluntly spoke the truth, then he would have lived all these years for nothing.
Knowing that Wyatt was comforting her, Zijing Sovereign did not expose him. Instead, the smile on her face grew warmer.
"When you go to the Plane Battlefield this time, if the opportunity arises, I hope you can help look after Leisjing. This child can be rather headstrong at times, especially when it comes to the outstanding descendants of the Augusta Family. He has quite a few conflicts with them, and I am worried they may run into each other again."
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