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Han Zhao dared not respond to that, only responding with a forced laugh.

Emperor Yue sighed deeply: "Of course, I should not have listened to her, I should have brought this child into the palace!"

Han Zhao hung his head even lower, saying nothing.

Both of them had aged, and now Emperor Yue's temples were flecked with white, his gaze not as sharp as before.

But the emperor remained the emperor. Han Zhao wasn't foolish enough to reveal his own intentions, because one second you'd see a lion dozing off, and the next second it might just charge, biting off the enemy's head in a single bite.

It had the sharpest teeth in its mouth and it had the power to dominate life and death.

Sure enough, after Emperor Yue sighed, he quickly changed the topic: "What should this charity hall be named?"