The Prince Jin stayed in his son's room for quite a while, displaying the utmost care of a loving father, before reluctantly leaving amid his son's constant yawns.
Before departing, he specifically reminded his son to rest carefully, saying there was no need to think about anything in the coming days—just focus on waiting for the conferment ceremony.
"It truly is my conferment ceremony."
A certain someone removed the human skin mask from their face, leaning lazily against the chair back. "Haven't worn this in a while—it feels rather unfamiliar."
A bald hunting eagle landed on the windowsill, glaring at a certain man with extreme annoyance.
Lu Yuan curled his lips and raised an eyebrow: "Show me that attitude again, and I'll dock your jerky rations."
The hunting eagle slammed its claws on the table: This overlord has ten pieces of jerky—an absolute tycoon! Who needs your lousy jerky?
Lu Yuan: "Make it twenty."
