"Ping Chuan," Luo Hai slowly turned around, looking at Ping Chuan with a complicated gaze, "Do you know what's written in the Prince's letter?"
"Yes, I do!"
Ping Chuan's expression was very calm, as if such a world-shaking matter was just natural to him.
Luo Hai's eyelids twitched, and he asked again, "Then, that mysterious weapon, have you seen it before?"
"I have seen it! I've even used it myself!" Ping Chuan remained calm.
"Ah?" Luo Hai couldn't help but twitch his mouth, "Then what exactly does the Prince intend to do?"
Ping Chuan's expression was calm, his gaze steady, "Sir, everything the Prince does is for the people of Canzhou, for the future of the Da Jing Dynasty."
Luo Hai let out a bitter smile, shook his head, and his voice was lowered.
