Zhou Huaiyu ceased speaking, but Zhou Huaijin nodded, agreeing what Zhou Huaiyu was thinking inwardly. After all, not everything needed to be spoken out so straightforwardly.
Zhou Huaiyu felt shocked and surprised. He had never ever considered the game of thrones, nor had he ever considered that his Eighth Brother would be part of it. That was why he was seriously surprised.
However, when confirming with his Eighth Brother about his ambition, Zhou Huaiyu also started to digest the whole thing. He would have stopped his Eighth Brother from being involved if he had heard those words before the trip, but after the trip, he clearly understood that his Eighth Brother would be the best candidate, for the civilians' sake, to take the throne.
Gradually, the surprise on his face disappeared. Instead, trust and encouragement filled Zhou Huaiyu's eyes.
"Okay, we'll see each other in the capital!" Zhou Huaiyu said with a heated voice.
