The training arranged by Su Chong for them was already tough enough to make them drink a pot.
They couldn't imagine how terrifying the special training given by Marquis Dongxiang would be.
Prince NanAn felt his legs trembling.
He looked at Su Chong.
Su Chong patted his shoulder and said, "Don't think about it. If my father promises something to others, he will definitely do it. Even if you escape for three to five years and return to the capital with your wife and children, this training is unavoidable."
Prince NanAn, "..."
"Let's go, time to hit the streets. My sister has already eaten and gone back, we haven't even had lunch yet."
"Whatever you guys want to eat today, it's on me," Su Chong said generously.
"I want to eat the roast duck from Beauty Pavilion," Prince NanAn said.
Su Chong, "..."
Instantly folded.
Prince NanAn gave him a sidelong glance.
Didn't he just promise, and now he's going back on his word?
Isn't Qingyun Mountain known for saving face?
