Early the next morning, in the imperial court.

Xia Houkun, standing in the hall, looked towards Xia Houmo’s position and found it empty.

Xia Houkun was still wearing a wound on his face. As he turned to look at Xia Houmo’s position, he found him absent.

“Your Royal Highness, what’s the matter with you?” A minister familiar with Xia Houkun looked at the wound on his face and asked him with concern.

Xia Houkun revealed a flicker ...