Li Peng, the Father-Pitfalling Son

"Peng, I heard your Hunting Team was all pulled into the Anti-Traitor Division by Fourth Master?"

"Yes, Dad. Let me tell you, I was put in charge of interrogating a steward from the inner residence."

"You know this steward too."

Li Peng said mysteriously.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Li Yuan played along perfectly.

"It's Li Hai. You took me to visit him before. Back then, he thought he was above everyone else and could barely be bothered with either of us."

"Now, whenever he sees me, he acts so warmly, calling me 'worthy nephew' over and over."

"Hmph, who's his worthy nephew? What was he doing before?"

As he spoke, the indignation on Li Peng's face turned into high spirits.

The feeling of trampling someone who had once looked down on him beneath his feet was immensely satisfying.

"Peng, Li Hai may look down on others, but don't humiliate him too much."

"Otherwise, if he returns to his former position someday, he may retaliate against you."

Li Yuan advised him with some concern.

"Dad, of course I know that. I'm not stupid. I'm just handling things impartially."

Li Peng smiled.

Just that phrase, "handling things impartially," was enough for him to torment Li Hai properly.

"All right, Dad. Is there anything else? If not, I'm going back to work."

Never before had he been so enthusiastic about work.

"There is indeed one more thing."

As Li Yuan spoke, he pulled a sheet of paper from his robes and handed it to Li Peng. "Take a look."

Li Peng accepted it in confusion. The next moment, his pupils contracted, and he exclaimed in shock, "Dad, how do you have something like this?"

"You don't need to know that."

"In any case, as long as you can get Fourth Master to let