Murong Yu's use of the word "needs" made Xiao Rongyan press his lips together, swallowing the rest of his words.
When Murong Yu needed a spy who could gather information in various countries without revealing his identity, Xiao Rongyan resolutely left Yan and braved countless dangers to become a wealthy merchant in Wei.
Now that Murong Yu needed him by his side, Xiao Rongyan would not hesitate.
He turned to look at Feng Yao standing under the chariot and said, "Uncle Feng, fetch the mask from my horse's back!"
"Yes!" Feng Yao quickly nodded.
Murong Yu's smile deepened as he looked at his increasingly steady and kingly brother. He felt a sense of relief; if their mother knew, she would be very pleased.
He couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to touch his brother's head, but his strength failed him. He clutched the armrests and gasped for breath.
"Brother?" Xiao Rongyan supported Murong Yu.
