"So..." Huangfu Jue narrowed his blue eyes slightly and stared at General Barton across the table, "General, can you help me analyze who might be a threat to my son at this time?"
"This..." General Barton looked troubled, "I'm afraid I can't help you, Duke."
"That's understandable..." Huangfu Jue shook his glass in distress, "I'm really worried about my child, so I spoke out of turn. Please don't take offense, General."
"I understand your feelings." General Barton raised his glass, "To you, Duke. I hope the young lord returns soon."
Huangfu Jue raised his right hand, clinked glasses with him in the air, and then brought the glass back to his lips. He observed General Barton while drinking, but the man opposite showed no unusual expression.
After finishing the meal, Huangfu Jue did not notice any flaws in General Barton.
