"What's so scary about a suicide squad?" The Emperor didn't take the suicide squad seriously at all. Back when he quelled the rebellion, he didn't know how many times he'd been targeted by assassins. "Don't worry, that brat will be fine."
Sun Kui felt somewhat puzzled. These were the words he should be using to comfort the Emperor, but the Emperor was comforting him instead.
"His Highness Prince Han is a blessed person; he will surely turn misfortune into fortune."
"The brat does have quite the luck," the Emperor said, then continued to look at the memorials.
Sun Kui sneaked a few glances at the Emperor, seeing that he indeed wasn't worried about Zhao Yao's safety. He sighed slightly in his heart: May His Highness Prince Han return safely!
