This was the answer Li Yun had been waiting for.
He stepped down from the dragon throne and glanced at Li Yan, who was staring at him with wide eyes, tears still streaming down his face. Li Yun's brow furrowed slightly.
He had no idea who this wailing Little Bun took after.
In any case, he knew it certainly wasn't him.
With that thought, Li Yun, who had just been feeling disdain for the tearful Li Yan, suddenly reached out and pulled the boy up from the floor.
"All of you, out," Li Yun said.
Soon, only the father and son of the Li family remained in the grand hall.
Li Yan hadn't cried like this in a long time. He used to only cry alone, hidden under his covers whenever he missed his mother.
He hadn't expected to break down like this in front of his imperial father, crying so hard he could barely breathe. He wanted to stop, but he couldn't hold back the sobs.
