"Father Emperor!" At this moment, Saint Virtue Crown Prince looked up, facing the old king who sat on the throne, "Your son has a matter to seek your guidance on."
"Oh? Is that so? Speak freely," the old king remained cheerful in demeanor, looking upon Saint Virtue with a kindly face.
"How long, may I ask, has Father Emperor truly lived?"
Upon hearing this question, the old king's expression did not change as he counter-asked, "Why would my son suddenly ask such a question?"
"It is because someone has told your son certain things, and today, here in the Xuantian Hall, I implore you to tell your son!"
"And what if I choose not to say?"
Hearing this, Saint Virtue Crown Prince lowered his eyes, "If Father Emperor does not wish to tell, then let it be."
