The young man narrowed his eyes upon hearing this. The wisdom radiating from his gaze was entirely unbefitting a boy of fourteen or fifteen; instead, he looked like a seasoned political veteran.
"Master, you jest. What grand ambitions could an idle prince like myself possibly have to fulfill?"
Xuanzang smiled faintly, looked right at the boy, and said deliberately, word by word: "The supreme throne of the Son of Heaven—doesn't Prince Rui wish to sit upon it?"
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