Emperor Longteng finished speaking and personally helped Little Xinzhuo to his feet.
"Little Qi, you and your mother have been back for a while now. I have been busy with court affairs recently and have not had a chance to see you and your mother."
Emperor Longteng took Little Xinzhuo by the hand, his tone filled with concern, which significantly eased the tension between father and son.
Beside them, Long Qingchen lowered his head, his teeth itching with anger.
He had hoped to use this opportunity to put Little Qi in his place.
"Elder Brother, just now Little Qi he..."
Long Rui, who had been lifted up, wanted to say something.
But his hand was suddenly twisted and broken by someone, which was exceedingly peculiar.
Long Qingchen glanced at Long Rui, completely uninterested in his gibberish.
"Brother, you promised me, if I followed your orders this time and disciplined Little Qi, you would recommend me for the Martial Arts Academy at Qingtian Academy."
