"Young prince! Be careful with your words!" Zhengjun Duncan hurriedly reminded him, and at the same time looked inside and outside, fearing that there were ears on the other side of the wall. Discussing the life and death of the emperor privately is a crime of disrespect. If it is spread by someone with ulterior motives, it will be troublesome to ruin your reputation. "Uncle Duncan, don't worry. This is West Lucozia, not Stonia. No matter what you talk about, you can speak freely without any scruples." Thorian Rhys smiled faintly, not caring at all. It's a well-known thing. What's wrong with saying a few words? If you don't say it, you don't have to die? It's really confusing! "Ahem... It seems that I worry too much." Zhengjun Duncan laughed awkwardly. Although he knew that what the other party said was true, he was cautious and didn't dare to discuss the emperor's right and wrong. "Uncle Duncan, to be...