The Yuanyang Country's General saw the True Martial Saint silent and dared not urge too much. Meeting such a prestigious figure was a tremendous opportunity.
Today, he braved coming over, and those arrows were aimed at him.
"What is your Emperor doing?" Ling Tianyu suddenly asked.
"I don't know yet." The Yuanyang Country's General replied.
"You don't know?" Ling Tianyu, hearing this, turned his head and glanced at him.
The Yuanyang Country's General was frightened, quickly bowed his head and cupped his hands, not daring to look up.
"Speak." Ling Tianyu glared, demanding an explanation. The current throne had not been passed to the Second Prince, and it was still Wu Rong. This Emperor was not a good man.
Cheng Zhuan, in collaboration with Elderly Prince Wu Nianduo, took down the Crown Prince, put the Second Prince up, and indirectly dismissed the Emperor, who was no longer fitting as the Emperor.
"Truly don't know." The Yuanyang Country's General still replied.
