Zhang Fei smiled and waved his hand: "It's alright, things are different now, my father won't beat me anymore."

After saying that, Zhang Fei continued running towards the living room in the courtyard.

"Haha~, Father, your son has returned..."

As soon as Zhang Fei entered the living room, he saw his father sitting behind the table with a gloomy face, holding a two-foot-long, arm-thick wooden stick in his hand, glaring at him fiercely.

Seeing this, Zhang couldn't help but swallow hard, then straightened his posture and respectfully stepped forward to bow.

"Your son greets Father."

Zhang Fei's father roared, "So you know how to come back? Where have you gone to cause trouble again today?"

Zhang Fei quickly replied, "Uh... I went out of the city to greet His Majesty today and didn't cause any trouble."

"Welcome His Majesty? Have you seen what His Majesty looks like?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fei's father's initial anger subsided considerably, and he inquired about the emperor's appearance.

"I saw it, I saw it..."

When Zhang Fei saw his father suddenly inquire about the emperor's situation, he immediately perked up.

"Father, you didn't see it. The Emperor was wearing golden armor and riding a chestnut warhorse. He was incredibly domineering, like a god descending to earth... The guards around the Emperor were also very imposing. It's truly enviable."

So Zhang Fei began to vividly recount what he had seen and heard to his father.

"Hehe~ Father, do you know? The Emperor even smiled and nodded at me."

As he finished speaking, Zhang Fei's cheeks flushed with excitement, and he looked at his father with a gleam in his eyes.

"You brat, I've heard that the emperor is benevolent and loves his people, always smiling at everyone except you?"

Seeing his son so excited when the emperor was mentioned, Zhang's father couldn't help but laugh and scold him.

“It really is Father. His Majesty really smiled and nodded at me alone. I can even see His Majesty’s face clearly. You wait, I will draw it for you right away.”