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Translate this, when you put two short tempers together, you, the Prime Minister, must figure out a solution.
Xu Yinhè pondered briefly and said languidly,
"Since he started practicing cultivation, Changtian's temperament has changed somewhat, he shouldn't fight....."
Before he could finish his sentence, the room fell suddenly silent.
"....." Li Yaoxuan pursed his lips toward the window.
"....." Xu Yinhè sighed.
Then,
"Bang!"
"Buzz——"
"Li Qingyan, are you crazy?! Do you think this is your military camp?!"
"Boom!!!!"
...
...
...
The Black Dragon carriage traveled along Tian'an Road, speeding in the opposite direction from whence it came.
The inside of the carriage was shrouded in silence.
Xu Yinhè sat with an expressionless face.
Xu Yuan also sat quietly, his face bearing some bruises.
Between father and son on the tea table, an incense burner wafted tendrils of blue smoke upwards.
Big eyes stared at small eyes.
Time passed unknowingly,
