"Prince Lian, it seems like Ying Wuchang and Zhao Lin are not willing to accept the emperor's decree," Shen lang said with a smile.
The young Lian Prince didn't seem to be upset at all. He took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped off the thick phlegm and saliva on his face. He even seemed to be at ease.
"It's fine." The Lian Prince laughed. since Ying Wuchang doesn't accept the decree, we can confer titles on the other members of the Ying family. I remember that the eldest son of Ying Wuming is already over ten years old. He can barely become the king of the great Ying.
"That's true, but they don't seem to be in the Yan capital," Shen lang said.
"However, they are not in Qianjing, and they are not under the control of His Majesty Shen lang," Prince Lian replied.
The disciples of the Ying clan would usually head to stupa mountain to learn martial arts after they had reached a certain age. Ying Wuming's son was no exception.
