So.
To prevent secret poisoning, and to clear any suspicions.
Western Xia has always eaten separately to avoid giving anyone the opportunity to tamper with food.
Even between father and son, it's the same.
Hai Tang looked at the food in front of him.
Then looked at the completely different food in front of Hai Xiangjin.
Secretly sneered in his heart.
'Father and son can end up in this position?'
'It seems... their father-son relationship isn't great either!'
'At least this time, Hai Xiangjin didn't bring the Crown Prince to battle!'
Afraid the Crown Prince's achievements would overshadow his own?!
Hai Tang shook his head secretly, unknowable.
He swallowed a few cups of strong wine, his voice becoming even coarser.
Hai Tang mimicked Hai Chi's tone and asked.
"Father Emperor, why haven't you started fighting yet? Your son is waiting to see the spectacle!"
Hai Xiangjin felt helpless toward this son who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun.
"You, ah you!"
