Zong Yan managed a smile, but not sincerely, saying, "That wretch, let's not even mention him."
The leader interrupted him, smiling yet speaking forcefully, "You shouldn't be modest, I have heard about your son, a genius. Weren't you grooming him as your successor? If the child is a bit rebellious, just discipline him a bit. You can't really let him go unrestrained like this."
Zong Yan's smile froze on his face for a second or two before he reluctantly agreed.
"Call the boy back, it's time for him to get his act together."
Though the leader's words seemed caring, Zong Yan was already breaking out in a cold sweat. This was an order for him to let Zong Fang take over the research on the aggressive potion.
Zong Yan was still quickly contemplating how to deflect when the leader continued, "Is he not very close to that Ancient Human?"
Zong Yan's jaw tensed, and he immediately denied, "It was just a fleeting affair."
