"This renegade! Renegade! What on earth does he want to do? What is he actually doing?" Zhao Kai slammed the table in front of him, shouting furiously.
The servants around him bowed their heads and remained silent, as Zhao Kai had been roaring continuously about various things lately, as if he no longer had a normal speaking volume.
Why run off to Fengjiang at this time? Was he so eager to stir up trouble just to take the throne of the Dahua Empire himself?
The more he thought about it, the more Zhao Kai, who felt Zhao Yu had gone mad, grabbed a teacup and smashed it to the ground: "He's forcing me! Forcing me!"
Everyone knew Zhao Yu was pressing him, but whether he was pressing Zhao Kai to change the Crown Prince or to kill him remained unknown.
While Zhao Kai pondered whether or not he should deal forcefully with his unworthy son, outside Zhao Ji's Prince's Mansion, within a car, a group of masked men was organizing their weapons.