As soon as the Crown Prince returned to his quarters, he did not hesitate to read the book.
However, someone knocked on his palatial door, bringing displease towards him.
Even then, he had to answer it.
No one would dare to disturb him unless it was necessary.
Sitting on his royal seat, more expensive and dignified than Liu Wei's seats and table, he waited until the door was opened and a heavy footsteps echoed behind him.
It was obviously the Crimson Sun Guard, but perceiving the way it walked, it was certainly not Xuan Bo.
When the Crimson Sun Guard arrived beside him, he cast a glance and recognized it was Xuan Bo's comrade.
And the Crimson Sun Guard was also his father's personal guard.
Hence, the moment he saw him, he had an idea or two of why he came to him.
The Crimson Sun Guard said, "Crown Prince, your father, The King, has called your presence."
Jin Zhaoyang, the Crown Prince, nodded and stood up, still grasping the book in his right hand.
