章 2281: Temperamental

"Find the emperor an eyesore??" Fang Su gaped in surprise.

The rest of the Greenwood Guard were unable to look at his doltish expression.

"Fang Su." Mo Lian raised his hand, and the two young men in black who had been pressing down on Fang Su's shoulders released their grip.

Fang Su quickly lowered his head and said in resignation, "Fang Su has only come on orders. Since Fang Su is unable to request Your Highness the Crown Prince's return, Fang Su can only report to the emperor for him to send…"

"Shut up." A cold glint flashed through Mo Lian's eyes. He raised his hand, but Third Fu pressed it down.

"Your Highness." Third Fu shook his head at him, curbing Mo Lian's sudden killing intent.

Mo Lian coldly put down his head and gave Fang Su an indifferent glance. "Go back and tell your master that this crown prince will definitely return within ten days."

Fang Su's inflexible face abruptly showed surprise.