Ji Changsheng took a glance at the two pig-headed individuals kneeling in front of him. He made a swift judgement, "The emperor is useless and the real insider information should be sought from the Shi Family. Keeping one of them should suffice. As for this damned emperor, I'll do as the Crown Prince suggests. Let's use him to light up the night sky, and make use of such a waste."
Compared to this wretched emperor, the Crown Prince seemed exceedingly normal.
Besides, he's on the right path.
Ji Changsheng never mistreats his own kind, and since he has said the Crown Prince possesses the aura of the Holy Emperor, he definitely should be given a chance to prove it.
Hence, the emperor must die.
"Your Highness, he's all yours,"
The Crown Prince was ecstatic, "Thank you, Young Master."
"You traitor, you're committing treason."
The emperor didn't dare to lash out at Ji Changsheng, but he still maintained his paternal authority towards the Crown Prince.