While ChenMing who was sitting in the middle of the room, occasionally looked at the Crown Prince and BaiYing who were talking quite loudly, the two thought this world might only belong to them, don't care about others because they all not exist, ChenMing grumbled inwardly.
The young prince put his teacup on the saucer. Continue their conversation.
"So, young master Su, are you still willing to keep your position as a Junior Minister? I'll give you a chance, considering you've done a very good job back then in XiaoWu forest, this small country needs a very good Young Minister like you"
SuPing who heard ChenMing's words smiled. The old man glanced at his son who was sitting with his head down beside him.
"Come on Lang'er, answer quickly, this is a very good opportunity."
SuLang clenched his two fists in front of ChenMing saluting.