Amur was wearing a loose robe, with a playful smile on his deep eyes. He sat down opposite Chu Hong and raised his hand to greet the waiter.
"Bring us your best wine and three pounds of mutton."
Chu Hong raised his eyes, his drunken eyes still wary: "Is it you?"
"Why, you don't welcome your father?" Amur laughed softly.
"Oh!"
Chu Hong sneered, his eyes sneering, "A King of the Western Regions who can't even protect the woman he loves, is worthy of being called my father?"
Amur's eyes darkened, but he quickly regained his composure and poured himself a glass of wine.
"Yes, I can't protect your mother, and you... can't snatch the woman you love."
Chu Hong's thoughts were revealed, and his fingers suddenly tightened.
Is it really that obvious? Even he can see that I have feelings for the Imperial Sister?
Amur stared at him and continued, "You and I are father and son, but we share the same suffering."
"Who are you and your father?" Chu Hong snatched the wine jug from his hand and poured wine directly into his own glass.
"My mother was the empress of the Great Chu, and I am the King of Rui of the Great Chu. I have nothing to do with you, a barbarian from the Western Regions!"
The smile on Amur's face faded a little, but he remained calm: "Whether it is or not, you know it in your heart. If I hadn't been weak and unable to protect your mother back then, she wouldn't have..."
"You have no right to mention my mother!" Chu Hong interrupted him with an impatient tone.
Amur sighed, picked up his wine glass and took a sip. "Okay, I won't mention it. But what about you? You can't even protect the woman you love, and you have to watch her being coveted by others. That must be hard, right?"
Chu Hong's body stiffened for a moment, and his hand holding the wine glass tightened.
Amur's words were like a knife, accurately piercing his sore spot.
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