Emperor Wu realized that both his father and son were geniuses, making him the only idiot in between.
He almost wanted to cry.
That was why he had indulged Jun Linyuan all these years. He was only holding the throne for him.
What a sad story. Emperor Wu waved off the old memories. At least his son was indeed a genius, proving his own wise father correct.
"Keep moving!" He glanced at Gao and Qin Yan.
Everyone had gathered in the central square.
It was almost impossible for Emperor Wu to get through. Of course, if Qin Yan were to force his way in, no one would be able to stop them.
But Emperor Wu wouldn't let him.
"It's New Year's Eve. Let them enjoy tonight," said Emperor Wu.
A young man saw them and asked curiously, "Are you here for the lucky draw as well?"
Emperor Wu asked, "What lucky draw?"
