Li Yun offered his companions an apologetic smile.
He just wanted to watch a dog-eat-dog show. Who would have thought that Long Chuan, this dog that looked so bold and fierce, would turn out to be so pathetic?
Long Chuan looked deeply embarrassed. He never would have imagined that this unremarkable-looking man could scare his father into kneeling on the ground like a groveling pug.
Long Yicheng raised an eyebrow, looking at Long Chuan in confusion.
"Dad, get up!" Long Chuan urged Long Yicheng. "They're the Little Prince's men! This guy is dead meat today, so get up!"
"The... the Little Prince?!"
Long Yicheng's pupils shrank violently. His entire body froze as if he'd been electrocuted. What is happening today? Why are all these god-like figures coming to my insignificant little place?
The Little Prince. He was the most beloved grandson of the former Prime Minister, Lord Zuo Chang!
