Chi Yu caught the smile on his lips and felt sure he was about to get up to something again. This was practically the Crown Prince's signature expression. He could not help tugging on Xie Xiyi's sleeve and asking in a low voice, "Senior Brother Xuanji, is there something wrong with this gambling house?"
Xie Xiyi glanced down at him and chuckled. "No."
Chi Yu said, "...Then why do you have that meaningful look on your face?"
"Meaningful?" Xie Xiyi's voice was pleasant. "I never knew you could read your sovereign's intentions. Such exceptional talent. If I ever became emperor, I'd at least appoint you as a personal attendant."
Chi Yu grinned. "This humble subject thanks Your Majesty for your boundless grace! But I don't think being a personal attendant would do my talents justice. Your Majesty ought to make me prime minister, at the very least."
Xie Xiyi gave a low laugh. "Prime minister? If someone as lazy as you could become prime minister, the country wouldn't be far from ruin."
Not to be outdone, Chi Yu said, "If you, the emperor, don't even have the ability to turn the tide, then stop being emperor. Go home and farm."
Xie Xiyi narrowed his golden eyes and said imperiously, "You dare speak to Us like that? Guards, drag him away and behead him."
Chi Yu shouted, "Since Your Majesty is so heartless, don't blame your subject for being disloyal. Ha! You tyrant, prepare to die!"
The cultivators nearby: "..."
They backed away a few steps, distancing themselves from the pair.
Xiaoqiu: "..."
Why did this feel a little embarrassing?
Chi Yu reined himself in and asked Xie Xiyi, "Senior Brother Xuanji, aren't you going to play?"
Xie Xiyi said, "Boring."
Chi Yu was puzzled. "Then why did we come in?"