Why does he feel just like when his father, the Emperor, sent him to the Royal Academy when he was a child? But back then, he was still young and didn't want to go to school, so he cried terribly.
It's different now; whatever he's told to do, he just does it. It seems he's quite obedient, huh.
"Old Lin, do you think these provisions will last me for a month?" He looked at the supplies he had brought and asked.
"Aren't I here too? Rest assured, Little Prince, Old Lin will often bring you food." Old Lin patted his chest, promising.
He also had a feeling; why did it feel so much like coaxing a son? But he wasn't married yet, besides, he didn't dare to treat this little ancestor in front of him as a son.
"Old Lin, you're the man!"
The Little Prince couldn't help but exclaim; if he were left alone at the Camp Zhan Yun for a month, he'd have no idea how to get by!
It's different with Old Lin around; his food and supplies could significantly improve.
