Chu Qingmeng's words snapped Shíjiǔ out of his daydream. The corners of his mouth curved upward as he softly replied, "Yes." He was eager to make a move himself, having waited a long time for the Master's command.
"As for your father," Chu Qingmeng paused, looking at the murderous intent flashing in Shíjiǔ's eyes, then smiled helplessly, "I'll have to trouble you to wait a little longer. Once Eleventh Prince's matters are straightened out, I'll notify you to strike."
"Yes, Master." The smile on Shíjiǔ's lips grew even wider.
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