The Tattoo

LuoXiang folded his sleeves, put his hands behind his waist, and looked the other way, otherwise, he might have lost his temper.

King MeYa briefly glanced at the Crown Prince who only looked at him for a moment and turned his gaze back, the man stood up after the emperor invited him.

"King MeYa, how is your son?" The Emperor asked, LuoXiang's eyes immediately fell on him, the Emperor being sweet-mouthed.

King MeYa clenched his two hands forward in salute.

"My majesty, LoYi is in good condition, heh, servant, feel very ashamed of what had my son did, he probably deserves all this punishment"

LuoXiang glared at King MeYa sharply.

"I haven't even cut off his hand yet, I hadn't done yet!" he cried, getting LuoXiang's fury and the King lowered his head again.