The voice that echoed above the main hall recalled Xiao Ziyu, who was immersed in the memories of the past, Xiao Batian's heroic and rough eyebrows and eyes hid displeasure, but the voice still remained peaceful and comfortable.

"I promised you that if you could complete this mission, I would set you free, but now that you have failed the mission and returned empty-handed, you have come to ask me for your guilt?"

Xiao Ziyu's eyes were as bright and dazzling as stars, and his eyes looking at Xiao Batian were clear and clear, without the slightest look of fear, "My father is wrong, I came here to ask my father for a reward." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Batian didn't expect Xiao Ziyu to come out like this, but he didn't get angry, but looked at his already handsome son with great interest, and snorted at the tip of his nose to ask.

"The queen of Syracuse must be grieving for the death of Gu Xi of the Northern Court at this time, and she can't return to Syracuse for a while, presumably attacking with her father's army, and Syracuse will soon be in her father's pocket."

Xiao Ziyu's eyes were shrouded in mist, and his voice was calm and unfluctuating, but his hand hidden under the wide sleeves was already tightly clenched into a fist.

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Batian got up from the throne, walked slowly to Xiao Ziyu's side, and stretched out his hand to help him up with a slight bow, which did look like a scene of father and son's filial piety, but the two who got along so close had different thoughts, and they were not as warm and flowing as ordinary fathers and sons.

"You're right, it's really up to you that I can have this opportunity to take advantage of Syracuse's weaknesses."

Xiao Batian said so, and his big palm touched Xiao Ziyu's shoulder, which was originally a gentle pat, but suddenly he made a strong effort, and the pain like a broken bone made Xiao Ziyu's face hidden under the mask instantly overflow with a thin layer of sweat, but he always gritted his teeth and refused to let out an exclamation.

Xiao Ziyu's unbearable appearance was very satisfying to Xiao Batian, he quickly withdrew his hand, removed the liliang that made Xiao Ziyu feel unbearable pain, and then said to him in a cold voice, "But don't forget, if you fail in your mission, you deserve to be punished, and this is not something that can be offset by you doing another thing." ”

Xiao Ziyu's arm trembled slightly because of the pain, but he still clenched his fists with both hands, bowed down to Xiao Batian, and respectfully said to him, "Ziyu is taught." ”

"Your ability is indeed very strong, but don't try to fight against me, since you have lost the opportunity I gave you, don't expect a second time, I am your father, this is something that will not change no matter what." Xiao Batian flicked his sleeves, his hands behind his back, and his tall figure gave people a sense of oppression that was not angry and self-threatening, but there was no anger in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Ziyu.

"If you fail to complete your mission, you should have been punished ten times more severely than this, but if your soul has been away from the throne for a year, it can be regarded as a great hard work, so I will grant you a chance to make up for it."

Xiao Batian returned to the throne high above, the royal aura on his body was so powerful that it was impossible to ignore, if he wasn't the one who had been controlling Xiao Ziyu's freedom, maybe Xiao Ziyu would really be willing to be loyal to him, but all this was just luxury, and the gap between them was not something that could be dissipated by an autosuggestion.