"You are the Fourth Prince of the current dynasty, how dare I have you come to greet me!" The Prime Minister's voice was filled with resentment.
His only son, dead at the hands of this grandson, how could he not be furious?
At this moment, the Prime Minister's heartache was indescribable; he had dearly loved this grandson, only to have him be the reason for the old sending off the young.
"You are my grandfather, you will always be my elder, in front of you there is only your grandson, not the Fourth Prince."
The Fourth Prince was not foolish; knowing that his grandmother had only left the Capital yesterday, and today his grandfather came knocking, it must be to settle scores with him after the fall. Thus, he was extremely cautious with every word, fearing a careless mistake might provoke anger, which would benefit neither side.
"Since that's the case, I will get straight to the point, and you must answer honestly."
