SPEECH: #B73201 âĻ THOUGHT: Italic #B73201
He hated his own biological father, but he only showed dislike, just to keep his Mask on. Just to keep the pretence on, so he can protect Lu Kai and Wang Rou and First King Lu. His mother wasn't any better, always plotting with Second King Fan in silly little court matters. It never took them anywhere, their son was always many steps ahead, spoiling all the fun they could've had.
"Not just Brother Cai," he took a sip from his cold tea, and sighed deeply, showing sadness and worry, "it is a plot against both of you, Brother Rou. To separate you, to destroy you both." He waited for a moment, then slammed his fist against the table, showing a side of himself which no eye has witnessed before. "I don't want to be the King. Brother Cai and Brother Rou will be the rightful Heirs," hinting once more that this young man might know more than he is letting off.