Ji Huo's lips curved up proudly.
Just at this moment, as the timing was ripe, Cui Yun finally made his next move.
"With the Emperor and everyone present, Mr. Yan should sober up as well. It would be good to clear things up. As for what the Princely Heir just mentioned, why not set it aside for now and discuss it later?"
Rarely being clever, Ji Huo understood this and, without needing Ji Ge's intervention, he quickly approached Yan An.
"There's nothing difficult about that."
He squatted down and fiercely pinched Yan An's philtrum.
Yan An woke up in pain.
He jumped up from the ground and after facing the majestic presence of the Emperor, he took a deep breath, rolled his eyes, and was about to faint again.
"Unfilial son! Do not be disrespectful in front of the Emperor!"
Commander Yan sternly scolded, frightening Yan An into kneeling on the ground, his body trembling.
Cui Yun's gaze lightly landed on Commander Yan.
