Prince Xin rolled his eyes and said, "Father, Fifth Brother fought so many battles in his youth that he always thinks everything can be solved by force! Look at what he's saying!"
The Emperor's sharp gaze cut across, despite his age making his eyes appear somewhat muddled, they now carried an undertone of darkness. It made his entire presence heavy, charged with the oppressive tension of a storm brewing and winds filling the tower.
When the Emperor is enraged, millions lie dead! Even facing his sons, under such pressure, none could withstand it.
Prince Liang, who felt this pressure from Father the most, had already lowered his head, wishing to hide himself away.
Prince Zhuang initially wanted to provoke Prince Cheng a bit more, igniting Father's anger, but at this moment his breath caught, and he quickly shut his mouth. He clearly didn't want Father's wrath to be inflamed and suffer calamity himself.
Prince Lu lowered his head, Prince Li pursed his lips.
