The entire royal family of the Great Yan Dynasty, although still in existence, had mostly fallen into being puppets of others.
It was precisely because of the current predicament of the Great Yan Dynasty that Cheng Zhihai felt completely devoid of any sense of security.
Lacking any sense of safety was what made Cheng Zhihai consider sending Cheng Guang and Wu Yuemei to Cheng Shiyuan's side first.
Cheng Guang was aware of Cheng Zhihai's concerns.
But these were, after all, arrangements made by Cheng Guang himself...
If Cheng Zhihai knew that all these matters were orchestrated and laid out by Cheng Guang himself, it was uncertain what kind of expression he would have.
Now speaking of it,
being by Cheng Shiyuan's side was also not very safe.
The safest place was still by Cheng Guang's side.
Thinking of this, a strange color flashed in Cheng Guang's eyes.
"Dad..."
Cheng Guang started to speak.
Cheng Zhihai's gaze fell upon Cheng Guang, "What is it, Guanger?"