".Could it be that Father saw that my descendants wouldn't measure up to that old bastard Liu Ji's descendants?"
Xiang An's expression carried a hint of grievance.
That seemed to be the only explanation he could think of.
Although Xiang An had never considered such matters and had no woman he was fond of or anything like that, in some sense, that old bastard Liu Ji's descendants did seem remarkably capable.
Especially now that Xiang An could survey historical records and see the emperors of later dynasties.
The Liu family's greatest flaw was probably their lack of compassion, but they were not the worst in that regard. That old Zhu family from the Ming Dynasty had taken it to the absolute extreme.
Could it be that if he had descendants—they would be inferior to Liu Ji's?
Xiang An and Xiang Yu actually possessed the ability to have descendants. Since Xiang Chao regarded them as his own children and had even entered them into the ancestral hall, there was no way he would have overlooked that. The reason Xiang Yu and Yu Meiren had been together for so long without having children was clearly because of Yu Meiren.
If the other half was a normal human, having descendants would not be a problem.
Xiang Yu and Yu Meiren exchanged a glance. They looked at Xiang An, who had sunk into depression, then at Xiao Si standing off to the side with her blue face and fangs. In the end, neither of them said anything.
Most people had long been aware of Xiao Si's feelings for Xiang An, but the problem was—
One reason was propriety, and the other was that neither Xiang An nor Xiao Si had had the leisure to consider such things at the time.
In the end, Xiao