"Speaking of, the Qi family only relies on their deeper foundation than ours."
"It's time to cause them some trouble."
"What do you intend to do?" Grand Tutor Deng subconsciously frowned, feeling somewhat displeased with his insubordination.
Deng Rong quickly recovered, as if what had just happened was an illusion. He lazily leaned back on the chair, "I say, the Qi family is really annoying. That old fox, Minister Qi, is probably devising some plan to scheme against us. Father, are you just going to wait for the Qi family to come knocking at our door before you retaliate?"
"What do you want to do?" Grand Tutor Deng knew his son never had a good impression of the Qi family. He was quick-witted and had a knack for plotting, always achieving his goals.
"Doesn't Minister Qi value His Highness Prince Qi the most?" Deng Rong curled his lips.
Grand Tutor Deng didn't oppose, but softly reminded, "This matter needs to be handled cleanly, don't leave any evidence for others to seize."
