"As a scion of a military family, you should understand this point."
"I understand!"
Li Hao spoke up, looking seriously at his father in front of him, "Concerning this point, I have never blamed you, never!"
"I can attest to that."
Li Fu, who had been listening with hands down inside the pavilion, interjected.
He looked at Li Hao, with eyes full of pity and reluctance, and said to Li Tian Gang:
"My lord, when the young master suffered an assassination attempt, you sent me back to the mansion for protection. I asked the young master, but not only did he not blame you, he was also concerned whether you might be in danger in Northern Yan."
"He... really never blamed you."
Hearing Li Fu's words, Yu Xuan, standing like a guard on the other side, was also stunned.
He looked towards the earnest and stubborn young man, and suddenly felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.
He was an orphan; he could understand that feeling.
