Jiuwang Palace.
The Ninth Prince, Li Chaoyang, still had a somewhat youthful face that looked rather unhappy.
"Mother, that Bodhi Fruit is the one that Uncle Grandfather sent to me. Back then, Uncle Grandfather almost got eaten by that Fox Demon for that Bodhi Fruit. Why should it be given to Old Qi, that defeated rival? Now, I can pin him to the ground with just one finger!"
Upon hearing this, Consort Rong sighed quietly, rubbing her forehead: "Chaoyang, you... all right, you're still young and don't understand some things. Just listen to your mother, do as she instructs."
"I'm not a child anymore. I know Mother wants me to be Crown Prince, so you wish to win Old Qi over. But Old Qi has long fallen out of favor with Father Emperor, what's the point of winning him over?" Li Chaoyang retorted, still displeased.
