The Crown Prince had children too, bound to him by blood. He wished he could give them everything best he had. How could Father Emperor's heart be so hard as iron?!
But in truth, Wen Xu was very calm. He had long since passed the age of craving his parents' love. Or rather, he acknowledged only the old scholar as his father. The one seated upon the dragon throne had never been.
Just as the other man had said, perhaps he truly was a sharp blade the Heavenly Dao had placed to keep the mortal emperor in check. Yet perhaps even the Heavenly Dao had not expected this emperor to be so vicious of heart. Knowing he could not lay hands on him directly, he had repeatedly laid schemes and incited others to kill him.
"So that was it. You're rather forthright—you've answered my doubts directly." Wen Xu's voice was even and matter-of-fact. "Then I'll be forthright as well. You need not worry anymore that I'll seize your throne or steal your fortune, because—"
The spiritual power Wen Xu could use in the Mortal Realm was extremely limited, but he still had enough left to cast a basic Fierce Fire Art. He lightly raised his right hand, palm facing upward, and a blaze instantly shot skyward from his palm. Its fervent flames drove away much of the cold around him. "Because the thing you could never obtain—I have already obtained it, thanks to your repeated attempts on my life."
Cool—so cool—
Bian Chunchou could not help clenching his fists, barely stopping himself from cheering aloud. Wen Xu-Xu was so cool today! How he wanted to record this with a Shadow Recording Stone! Sadly, using a Shadow Recording Stone consumed spiritual power, which was truly such a pity.
"You—" For the