Mo Junyang’s eyes stiffened, and everything around became solemn seemingly, like his face.

It was Mo Xiangbin’s first time to talk about the successor with him in all sincerity and frankness instead of beating around the bush.

“Junyang, why don’t you speak?”

Perhaps because Mo Junyang stayed silent for too long, Mo Xiangbin couldn’t help but ask.

Mo Junyang replied flatly, “Your Majesty, what do you want me to ...