Li Chengzong sat in a closed room. This small room, which was only ten feet in radius, was definitely as different as the clouds and mud when compared to the palace he once lived in.
However, he had always maintained a relatively calm state of mind.
The thing that gave him the most confidence was the conversation he had with Lu chaoxi. A few days after their conversation, he had carefully thought about this matter and felt that his chances were much higher than his nephew's.
In that case, what was there to worry about?
Especially in the later stages, the Lu clan suddenly reduced everyone's freedom and did not allow the Li clansmen who were being watched to run around freely. They were originally allowed to move around the mansion, but now they were not allowed to leave this small room.
To li Chengzong, he naturally felt more at ease. Even if Li Xuanhao had other tricks up his sleeve, he couldn't even leave this ten-foot room. What was there to talk about?
