WeiLiujia sat where he was, not quite understanding the meaning of his words.
His father, Wei Jun, had died in battle dozens of years ago. Now that Prince Jiu was talking about it again, he was afraid that there was some other meaning in his words.
After a moment's thought, WeiLiujia raised his head and looked at him. "Your Highness, what do you mean?"
Prince Jiu chuckled and patted his shoulder. "It's nothing. Wei Jun, the God of War, is no longer here, but I need someone to replace him. I can't do without a capable Heavenly Official by my side."
"How about this? Go back and make some preparations. You can become a Great Heavenly Official in the Heavenly Palace."
WeiLiujia was taken aback and immediately shook his head. "Your Highness, this is too hasty. I'm definitely not up to the task."