Long Yi was left bewildered and asked, "Prince, when did the Prime Minister owe us Silver?"
Upon hearing this, Long Rui glared at him with displeasure and said coldly, "Such a waste, the Prime Minister owes us so much money, and you can even forget? I really need to reconsider whether I should dismiss you from your position as Guard Commander."
Long Yi pondered hard, shook his head, and said with a distressed look, "Prince, I really can't remember."
"What's not there, we've torn down the Prime Minister's Mansion in such a big matter, and you can even forget that? Do you really not want to be the Guard Commander anymore?"
"Pfft!"
Long Yi almost spit out blood; the Prince was too cunning. He tore down the Prime Minister's Mansion but still wants compensation in Silver, moreover, the Prime Minister was killed by the Prince, and yet the Prince still asks for Silver.
Long Yi: "Master, hehe... The Prime Minister is already dead, is it really appropriate for us to collect debts?"
