When the Empress and her party secretly rushed to the Prince's Mansion, things were hardly peaceful there either.
"What your elder brother said was right. What could you even do if you stayed?" The Prince glared furiously at his youngest son.
"Father! You've seen the ability I gained after cultivating the Heavenly Book! I can stay and treat the wounded! I have cultivation now. I'm much stronger than ordinary soldiers! Even some of the soldiers from Two Mountains aren't my match!" Liao Xing wanted to stay, but the Prince refused to agree.
"With that paltry bit of skill of yours? Don't embarrass yourself! Take your mother consort to Two Mountains and find your brother!"
"Then you and Big Brother..."
"Your elder brother and I are staying!" The Prince fixed his youngest son with an unquestionable stare and declared in a ringing voice, "As members of the Imperial Clan, the Liao Clan will never abandon the people in a time of crisis."
"My surname is Liao too!" Liao Xing glared and shouted angrily. He had never expected his own father to have such double standards.
Zhou Mu stood off to the side, his expression saying, I knew this would happen. While the Prince and Liao Xing were glaring at each other, he instantly moved behind Liao Xing, raised his arm, and struck down hard.
However... a gust of clear breeze swept past, and Liao Xing's figure was no longer in front of Zhou Mu. There was only a muffled groan. Zhou Mu hurriedly turned his head and saw that the Prince had already gone limp in Liao Xing's arms.
"Xing'er!" The Princess Consort covered her mouth as she looked at Liao Xing.
"Mother Consort! Father is fine! I just made him sleep for a while!" Liao Xing said with a smile