So, in those last few steps, his eldest nephew, upon hearing this, swept his deep eyes across him, paused for a second where he had been standing, and then his sharp, piercing gaze suddenly turned toward him.
Duke Zhongwu was on the verge of tears, so he quickly forced a smile that looked even worse than a grimace and scurried back inside.
Huo Chengche took a deep breath, his sharp gaze sweeping over Consort Shu before finally withdrawing it. He snorted coldly and glanced at Duke Zhongwu, saying, "Uncle, Father has summoned you. Please come in."
The voice was filled with gritted teeth, and Duke Zhongwu felt a chill run down his spine. He felt that his little nephew's power had been growing stronger these days, which was not a good thing. He had a feeling that he was going to be in trouble.
Despite his thoughts, Huo Chengche turned and left decisively, his back view solemn and resolute. Anyone who looked at him felt his sharp edge behind them, his imposing presence piercing to the bone, and dared not even breathe loudly. The Duke of Zhongwu could only reluctantly and sheepishly follow.
Consort Shu raised her eyebrows slightly, watching the young man's departing figure with a smile that was both serious and earnest. Her smile gradually deepened, revealing a richness that the little ones couldn't understand.
"Aunt Shufei, what's wrong?" The little boy blinked his bright, clear eyes and asked in a concerned, childish voice.
Consort Shu had never seen anyone so perceptive and refusing to admit it.
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