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The stone pavement in front of Duke of Qi's residence was flat, but Helian Yong felt as though countless nails were mercilessly piercing his knees.

Not only his knees, the heavy feeling of humiliation made it difficult for him to breathe.

But he had to apologize.

After what his father had said, if he couldn't provide a satisfactory response today, his future would be uncertain.

For the first time, Helian Yong clearly realized that besides him, his father had thirteen other sons.

Although these brothers were not as noble as him, several of them were quite capable.

If his father wanted to change his successor forcefully, it was not impossible!

The future king of Northern Barbarians does not necessarily have to be him, Helian Yong.

In centuries of history, there have been instances in Northern Barbarians where another prince ascended the throne even when the eldest son was still alive.