Although He Lianfang's tone was very flat, Zhao Yao felt his scalp tingle.
"Second Uncle, can I not return to the capital? Please, stop with the sarcastic remarks."
"You are a filial son, how can you not go back to avenge your third mother consort?" He Lianfang picked up the teacup, sipping slowly, "I advise you to hurry back."
Zhao Yao sighed deeply in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He said solemnly, "If I return to the capital now, it would be exactly what Prince Dai wants. Besides, even if I go back to the capital, I can't kill them."
"Aren't you quite capable? How come you can't personally cut down Prince Dai and the others?" He Lianfang said with a sardonic smile, "I believe you have the ability to kill them."
Zhao Yao: "..." He hurriedly admitted his mistake, otherwise He Lianfang's sarcastic remarks wouldn't stop. "Second Uncle, I was wrong, please forgive me."
Upon hearing Zhao Yao's plea, He Lianfang finally put away the mocking tone.
