Mangled Mess

"W-what?" Rong Jin was stunned. I understood every word in Elder Ye's sentence, but why don't I understand when they're joined together?

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiawen's gaze darkened. "So you discovered it too…"

Elder Ye helplessly laughed and shook the fan in his hands. "Even if I couldn't guess it before, I would also know when I saw the scene previously!"

Emperor Jiawen closed his eyes. No wonder… If this is the answer, everything that happened before would have a logical explanation.

Rong Jin heard the duo's conversation at the side, but he was very confused. The more he heard, the more anxious he became.

"Father? Elder Ye? What does that mean? Am I not… Heaven's Chosen Son? How can there be another one inside?! That person inside must be fake! I'm the true Heaven's Chosen Son!"

Pak!

Emperor Jiawen went forward and harshly slapped Rong Jin.