Good Traditions

"Reporting to the crown prince, General ZhenNan is here and waiting for you by the door."

"Oh, alright." Wei ChengPing calmed himself down, his face reverting to the respectful and friendly appearance. Anyone who sees his appearance now would definitely feel a sense of warmth. Wei ChengPing now looked like someone who could be completely trusted and confided in.

Wei ChengPing then walked towards the entrance of the crown prince’s palace to receive his guest.

In the morning, Ling Tian still did not bother about his image as he walked out of them room while stretching lazily. At the same time, he even yawned to the skies.

In the little courtyard, XueLeng hugged his sword and leaned on the rack of grapes. His eyes were closed as though he was dozing off.