Chapter 872 Proof?

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Mo Junyi patted the heads of each tiger individually, then led them to Mo Yunchen's camp.

Mo Yunchen saw these large creatures squinting slightly. Every time he wanted to get closer, the beasts would attack him. If it weren't for their formidable combat power, he would have long ordered people to strip their hides and make clothes out of them!

But thinking of them protecting their master like that, he couldn't help but think, if these beasts could be used by him, he would surely be even stronger.

Mo Junyi didn't miss the calculation in Mo Yunchen's eyes towards this group of tigers. He only felt that his father now was like a completely changed person, and he no longer understood him at all.

Mo Yunchen came back to his senses and beckoned to Mo Junyi, "Ziling, come sit here. Today, Father had your favorite braised pork prepared for you."

Mo Jun Yi walked over leisurely. The tigers wanted to follow him, but he stopped them with a gesture.

After Mo Jun Yi sat down, his gaze landed on the dish of braised pork on the table. Seeing that there was braised pork again, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything for now.

He truly loves braised pork, but he only wants to eat the braised pork made by An Xue Tang. No matter how much other people's braised pork looks like hers, it's just not the same taste. He can't even stomach it because they can't replicate the flavor that An Xue Tang makes.

The father and son sat at the dining table. Mo Yunchen called everyone else down, and Lei Hong glanced at Mo Junyi. Seeing that he didn't object, she also bowed her hands and retreated.

In the house, there were only the father and son and more than a dozen tigers. Mo Yunchen proactively served Mo Junyi a piece of braised pork:

"Zi Ling, try this quickly. Your father specially asked him to make it. Today's cook was even brought in from the most famous restaurant in the city. I think you'll love the taste of this braised pork."

Mo Junyi nodded slightly, "Thank you, Father."

He ate the braised pork in his bowl expressionlessly. Mo Yunchen wanted to see from his face whether he liked it or not, but unfortunately, Mo Jinyi didn't let him see any emotion.

Mo Yunchen hated most about Mo Juni Yi was this expressionless look of his. No matter what happened, his expression always managed to conceal his emotions well.

Such a Mo Junyi too much like Mo Yunjing, making him very uncomfortable!

Mo Junyi increasingly resembled Mo Yunjing, it felt like he was being slapped in the face. He was his own son, yet these years he had been protected and raised by Mo Yunjing. Just thinking about this made Mo Yunchen feel very uncomfortable.

Although he should be thanking Mo Yunjing for this, seeing his son clearly closer to Mo Yunjing, he couldn't bring himself to thank him.

Mo Junyi didn't know how many thoughts Mo Yunchen had in his heart. He looked up and saw Mo Yunchen frowning, calmly asked, "Father, what's wrong"

Mo Yunchen came back to his senses, "Father is fine. How about it Does this braised pork suit your taste"

Mò Jūn Yì nodded slightly, "Hmm, not bad."

Even though the braised pork in his mouth nearly made him vomit, he had to grit his teeth and say it was delicious. Because if he said anything less than satisfied, the cook would be killed in North Border City today.

A few days ago, that cook met such an end.

Just because he said that the braised pork wasn't to his liking, he ordered the cook to be killed.

Mo Junyi didn't even know himself, his father had become so strange at some point.

Mingming, in his memory, his father was a wise and intelligent king. Everyone said that if he hadn't been tricked by the emperor, he would have been an excellent ruler.

But can he still be called a wise ruler now

If he dislikes a person, he will kill him; if someone disagrees with him, he will order them to be executed immediately.

What is the difference between his actions now and those of the one sitting on the throne

Mo Jun Yi didn't understand, where did things go wrong Was his proud father ever real at all

Mo Yunchen gave him several more pieces of braised pork, "It seems like you like this braised pork today, then eat more."

"Thank you, Father."

Mo Junyi was like a machine without emotions. He would eat anything Mo Yunchen fed him.

The meal was quite peaceful until the two put down their chopsticks.

Mo Yunchen looked thoughtfully at the tigers lying on the ground. He was pleased with the silence of these dozen tigers at this moment. If these beasts could always be so obedient here, he would keep them.

Thinking this, Mo Yunchen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Ziling, you have so many tigers in your hands. I wonder if you are willing to give half of them to your father"

Mo Junyi's hand on his knee tightened slightly. As expected, what was coming had arrived.

He knew he couldn't escape today no matter what.

Mo Yunchen's gaze remained fixed on Mo Junyi's face, not wanting to miss any of his expressions.

Mo Junyi raised his eyes at this moment, he turned his head to glance at these tigers, and then said to Mo Yunchen, "Father King doesn't know, these tigers are spiritual, they recognize their master, and they won't change easily. If Father King wants them, they may not obey."

Mo Yunchen's face darkened, "Zi Ling, what do you mean by that Are you unwilling to give these beasts to your own father"

"!"

Hearing Mo Yunchen so brazenly refer to the tiger as a beast, Mo Junyi clenched his hands, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

Right now, he pursed his lips and smiled, “Father, where did you hear that It’s not that I'm unwilling… it's just…”

“Fine, whatever.”

Mo Yunchen interrupted Mo Junyi's words. His deep eyes stared at Mo Junyi, "Don't worry, Father won't take them all. Only half will go, and the other half will stay by your side to protect you."

Mo Junyi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Mo Yunchen saw his expression and immediately became unhappy. His brows furrowed slightly, "Mo Junyi, what do you mean by that look"

Mo Junyi pursed his lips, stood up, and slightly bowed to Mo Yunchen. "Father King, it's not that I'm unwilling, but Father King, you may not know this, these tigers aren't something I can send away just by saying so. If they realize I want to give them away, I won't only lose their protection, I'm afraid I might even become their enemy."

Mo Junyi is saying this kind of thing now, Mo Yunchen naturally wouldn't believe it. He had already sent people to test the protective nature of these tigers. Once they found that Mo Junyi was in danger, they would disregard their own safety and protect Mo Junyi at all costs.

So now tell him these animals will become enemies with Mo Junyi, he wouldn't believe it even if you killed him.

At this moment, Mo Yunchen suddenly curled his lips into a smile. "Zilin, it's not that Father doesn't want to believe you, it's just that your words are empty and hard to convince. However, since you can say these things, you must have a way to prove them, right" holding them back.Today, as long as we can hold off Xizi Pander's soldiers, even if they later realize they are heading in the wrong direction and chase back, they should not be able to catch up with...