Ye Fuchen used the idiom "leading the wolf into the house" to describe the situation, which instantly caused Ye Qingqing's face to subtly change and made Chen Feng feel particularly displeased.
"Dad, what do you mean by that? I don't quite understand," Chen Feng said.
"Don't play dumb," Ye Fuchen said. "Now that you're no longer the Northern King, Dahua... no, I should say, Dragon Country's skies no longer trust you. You're very likely to face the biggest difficulty of your life. Honestly, I shouldn't be rejecting you, but I'm worried it will implicate innocent people, like me, like your mother Yuan Zhi, like Yuan Kai and Yuan Xin. I hope you can understand."
"I still don't quite understand."
"What I mean is, Qingqing can stay, but you may have to avoid suspicion and continue to stay at the Mansion of Longevity for now," Ye Fuchen cut to the chase.
Chen Feng's fists clenched tightly; Ye Fuchen's words caused his face to turn a few shades colder involuntarily.
