"However..."
"Alright, our conversation can't last too long, or I'll be in trouble."
"Okay, there's something I care about. I heard my father and mother arguing about something. Father said no one could control him, that he was the Emperor. But Mother said... you're just a ridiculous puppet."
Yang Ming immediately responded, "The Wind Empire is a puppet state. You should be clear about that understanding."
"Indeed, maybe I've been overthinking it."
"Alright, Emilia," Yang Ming said, "I'll suggest to your second brother to take you out for a ride. You've been cooped up in the Imperial Palace for too long. Let's leave it at that, see you later."
Ending the call, Yang Ming stood by the bedroom window, pondering for a moment before deciding to talk with Edwan.
Although Edwan didn't understand why Yang Ming would make such a suggestion, taking Emilia out of the Imperial Palace to stay for a while wasn't a big deal; he agreed readily.
