Chapter 660: Chapter 660: I Want to Be Your Son-in-Law, but You Want to Be My Son Fang Zhou leisurely drank tea as the nobles below had already realized the situation and expressed their loyal support for the Eldest Prince, Adams. Anyone who dared to oppose him would be their enemy. Fang Zhou descended from the sky, walked up to the Second Prince, and took the scepter and crown from his head. The Second Prince was dumbfounded, and simultaneously feared the power of the Legendary Mage Merlin, not daring to move a muscle. “Hmm? What are you standing here for? Imitating a vase?” After retrieving the items, Fang Zhou saw the Third Prince still standing in front of the throne and said displeasedly. The Second Prince shuddered all over and scrambled back to the Third Prince. Only then did Fang Zhou turn to face his young father-in-law, placing the crown on his head and handing him the scepter, smiling, “From now on, you are the new King of Edlan.” His crude actions completely violated etiquette and tradition, but none of the nobles present felt anything was wrong. On the contrary, they considered it extremely sincere and straightforward. To have the Legendary Mage Merlin officiate the coronation ceremony was an honor beyond their wildest dreams. Morgan, who was still suspended in the air, could only watch helplessly, his whole heart consumed by rage. He had schemed for so long, only to be a step away from success, but was smashed by this unexpected hero. How could he not be frustrated? But he had no choice but to accept; he couldn’t speak a word now, his eyes darting around in anxiety. Adams was also in a state of shock when the crown was placed on his head, the rapid ups and downs making it hard for him to adapt. After a while, he seemed to come to his senses, exclaiming excitedly, “Are you really the Merlin Mage?” Fang Zhou lightly patted Adams on the shoulder, smiling, “Don’t be excited. You are already a king, be steady.” I am not only the Merlin Mage, but I am also your son-in-law. However, this could not be said aloud, as Adams was already married and had a daughter not yet three years old. If Fang Zhou said he was Adams’ son-in-law, he would undoubtedly be seen as the Copper Refining Mage, and his centuries-long persona might crumble. No one guessed why Merlin Mage was so kind and friendly to Adams, but it didn’t stop them from imagining wildly. After calming the excited Adams, Fang Zhou turned and said, “How do you plan to deal with these two brothers of yours?” The two princes immediately looked at their brother with teary eyes and pitiful expressions, scrambling to plead for mercy. Adams was quite hesitant; rebellion was a major crime, and by law, they should be executed immediately. But he softened, thinking his two brothers had been misled by Morgan and might be salvageable. Just then, Fang Zhou’s voice reached Adams’ ears, only audible to him. “Your two brothers poisoned your father to seize the throne and tried to poison you multiple times, just thwarted by me. Even so, do you still plan to forgive them?” Adams was struck as if by lightning, standing dumbfounded. Others could not hear Fang Zhou’s words, puzzled by Adams’ odd expression. The two princes, pretending to be pitiful, were equally unaware their patricide had been exposed. Adams stared at his two brothers in disbelief, one thought echoing in his mind—how dare they?! He did not doubt Fang Zhou’s words because, during the transmission, Fang Zhou also injected images of the princes committing the crime into his mind. In that brief silence, Adams fully witnessed the cruelty of human nature, his entire worldview thoroughly reshaped. He slowly regained his composure, not shouting angrily but coldly saying, “Guards, take them away and imprison them in the dungeon.” Prince patricide was an enormous scandal; if it got out, the whole nation would be shamed. Adams knew this, so he didn’t expose it. He could just use the rebellious charge to punish these beasts. Fang Zhou nodded secretly; this young father-in-law, aside from his character, was quite capable and intelligent, much stronger than the two brothers. The two princes cried out as they were taken away, none of the nobles felt anything wrong. Rebellion was a capital crime; they feared Adams being too lenient and leaving future troubles. With the matter settled, Fang Zhou smiled at Adams and said, “I should take my leave now.” Adams said urgently, “Aren’t you staying?” In his darkest moments, Fang Zhou descended from the sky and saved him. Such warmth and kindness, even his father could never provide. To be honest, in their brief interaction, Adams felt a father’s benevolence from Fang Zhou. He already wished to offer the Chief Court Mage position to Fang Zhou but was surprised he was leaving. Noticing Adams’ thoughts, Fang Zhou’s expression stiffened slightly. I want to be your son-in-law, yet you want to be my son? No, no, this mixes up the generations. Moreover, Fang Zhou had no reason to stay. If he didn’t leave, many people would get no sleep; no one wanted an extra Supreme Emperor over their heads. Sure enough, as soon as they heard Fang Zhou was leaving, many secretly breathed a sigh of relief. “Child, this is your stage, I would overshadow you if I stayed.” Fang Zhou took advantage of his young father-in-law, then asked before he could speak, “Do you plan to change your name?” Adams was slightly startled; he wanted to say no but held back and asked, “Of course, what name do you think I should choose?” Fang Zhou smiled faintly, “I think Yose Pandragon is a great name.” Adams whispered to himself. Fang Zhou was already airborne, saying to Adams, “I will take this Chief Court Mage with me; otherwise, you can’t handle them.” Adams didn’t expect Fang Zhou to just go . He wanted to persuade him to stay but couldn’t find a proper excuse. Fang Zhou, however, winked at Adams, “Don’t worry, we’ll see each other again. When someone can draw the Sword in the Stone, she will be your successor, and that will also be the day we meet again.” Leaving this cryptic statement, Fang Zhou vanished into thin air, taking Morgan and his Court Mages along. Adams gazed in the direction where Fang Zhou disappeared, feeling a sense of loss. The other nobles felt the same, amazed at all that happened today. Fang Zhou hadn’t gone far; he had ascended to the palace roof, where Aiya observed the whole event, not joining in as her young father didn’t want to meet her prematurely. Whether she acknowledged this father in her heart was still a question mark. After all, she reached the throne by military merit and not by bloodline. King Uther never raised her, so where would that father-daughter relationship come from? Of course, the lack of father-daughter relationship didn’t mean Aiya wasn’t worried. It concerned whether she could be born smoothly in the future. After Fang Zhou arrived, Aiya’s gaze fell on Morgan, who had been brought up as well, her eyes cold.