Without Jian Wushuang's help, he would not have been able to walk steadily.
"Brother Jian, my good brother, you're the only one by my side," the Young Emperor murmured. " I, Prince Yan, have never been as happy as I am today."
"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to ruthlessly trample on those guys to vent the hatred in my heart."
"It's you who gave me some hope." The Young Emperor smiled and punched Jian Wushuang's chest.
"In addition, I've already said that with the Emperor as a guarantor, everything is in sight."
Smelling the faint fishy smell, Jian Wushuang took half a step back and said, "Sleep for a while. We'll talk about other things when you're awake."
"We can't sleep. Since we're in the Wind-Listening Platform, I'll take you to a good place." With a meaningful smile on his face, the Young Emperor pulled Jian Wushuang and rushed forward with a goal in mind.
"Where are you going?"
