"Oh no, I almost forgot, you don't seem to be a man."
Lu Wanjun smiled faintly, with a hint of joking in his words.
"Thank you King Wei."
Wei Anshun's eyelids twitched, but he quickly returned to his low-brow look.
"You came in time today, you must have followed me all the way?" Lu Wanjun said intentionally or unintentionally.
"The master is worried about the safety of the prince, so he specially asked the old slave to protect him secretly. I also ask for your forgiveness." Wei Anshun lowered his head.
"Is it protection? Or surveillance?" Lu Wanjun seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"My lord, please don't get me wrong. You have a noble status and are related to the fate of the Dragon Kingdom. Any damage at all will be a misfortune for the country." Wei Anshun obeyed.
"Haha...you are such a good slave!"
Lu Wanjun reached out and patted his shoulder.
"Thank you, my lord, for your compliment."
Wei Anshun bowed deeply: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Please return to Xiliang as soon as possible. Only in this way can everything be safe."
"What? Are you teaching me how to do something?"
Lu Wanjun's face suddenly turned cold.
"Don't dare."
Wei Anshun lowered his head.
"Dog slave, since you are a dog, you must have the consciousness of being a dog, point fingers in front of me, and be careful that the dog's claws will be chopped off by you." Lu Wanjun said lightly.
"Your Majesty taught you a lesson."
Wei An's expression remained unchanged and his head was always lowered.
"What are you still doing? Get out of here!"
Lu Wanjun waved his hand impatiently.
"yes."
Wei An complied, and when he was about to leave, he was blocked by Lu Chen: "Stop! Do I let you go?"
"Excuse me, my lord, what are your orders?"
Wei Anshun lowered his head again.
"Let me ask you, is that incident ten years ago related to you?" Lu Chen said coldly.
"I don't understand what the young prince is talking about."
Wei Anshun was neither humble nor overbearing.
"Don't understand? Or are you pretending to be stupid?"
Lu Chen's eyes were cold, and murderous intent loomed: "I ask again, is my mother's death related to you?!" JrNovels.com