“I can pass the throne to you.”
One sentence was enough to bring light into Di Jingchen’s eyes. He was glowing with pride, and he couldn’t even hide his excitement. Di Zhong could clearly see how this grandson of his was obsessed with the throne. Di Jingchen was so stuck on having the throne that he could no longer see the storm ahead of him.
“Grandfather, thank you. I will be a good king and lead Country B well. I will…”
“Stop.” Di Zhong interrupted him as he didn’t want to hear the rest.
“I’m not done. I can give you the throne, but once that happens, I will no longer be king. I will not care about what you have to face next. If you are able to lead us to a better place, that will prove your dedication. I will give you my blessing. However, if you can’t do so, do not come back crying to me and say that you don’t want to be the king. Can you do so?”
“Of course!” Di Jingchen accepted it without any hesitation.
He finally got the thing that he had been waiting for his whole life. Just like the prince in ancient County Z, they only had the dream of being the next king. In the end, after being a prince for 50 years, his dream came true. Why would he give up on it now? This was the goal that he had been working on all his life.
He had everything since the day that he was born, and he held onto this dream for 50 years.
Give up on it now?
That would be impossible.
“Alright. I will make the announcement once we return to the palace.”
“Thank you, grandfather.”
At this moment, Di Jingchen felt that it was easier for him to look at this old man.
“Grandfather, Di Jingan is already now the public enemy. He has done something so heartless, and the public will never be able to accept him again. Did you go to Country I to bail him out? Where is he now?”
It was indeed Di Zhong who bailed Di Jingan.
When Di Jingan swallowed the glass piece and was sent to the hospital, Di Zhong had already arranged for men to get Di Jingan out of the country.
Now, Di Jingan should have been secretly transported back to Country B.
No matter what, Di Jingan was his grandson and the child of the daughter of the Li family. How could he leave Di Jingan to Di Jingchen?
“I will never give him to you. Jingchen, he is your brother!”
Di Jingchen rebutted instead, “But, he killed 247 people! One of them is your son, your favorite son! Could you forgive him for doing so?!”
“Even if I can’t, what else can I do about it? We cannot resurrect the dead. He is my grandson, and I will never allow others to spit on him! No matter what, he belongs to the royal family. Even if he is going to die, he should do so with dignity.”
“But, you must be the one who saved him! From the moment you dropped your glasses, you were trying to give him another chance. Grandfather! I promise you that he will just get punished for what he has done. If he doesn’t, the citizen’s rage will never be assuaged!”
“Do you want your brother’s life or the throne?” Di Zhong gave him an ultimatum.
It would definitely be the throne.
This was unquestionable.
Di Jingchen no longer wanted to talk about this, and all of them returned to the palace.
Even when Di Zhong could already guess what he would face at the palace, he finally understood why Di Jingxuan allowed him to return to Country B—especially when he saw how the palace was surrounded by raging citizens.
This was why Di Jingxuan told him to be prepared.
Di Jingxuan was cruel.
He was cruel, rich, smart, and powerful.
