Duke Wuguo softly consoled Prince Duan, "Prince, don't be anxious. I am figuring out a solution." A swift, sinister glint crossed the depths of his eyes.
Prince Duan calmed down, confident in his grandfather's wisdom and cunning to come up with an excellent plan.
After a while, Duke Wuguo lowered his voice and said a few words to Prince Duan who initially hesitated, but after the Duke's persuasion, he nodded in agreement.
Meanwhile, in the Imperial Study Room.
The Emperor, looking at Long Xuanmo sitting beside him, sighed and said, "If possible, Momo, could you spare his life?"
"He will receive from me the same treatment he gave to me and the ones I care about," Long Xuanmo said expressionlessly.
Even though the Emperor expected such a response, he couldn't hide his gloomy and sorrowful expression. If that person succeeded, he would undoubtedly not let Momo off lightly. Hand and foot, both are his flesh. Well, let Momo handle everything when this empire is soon in his hands.
