Until the voice of Xiao Quanzi came from outside, the two finally snapped out of their daze.
Feng Qiwu narrowed his eyes in displeasure as he looked toward the tent entrance.
This clueless dog of a servant!
Doesn't he know I'm handling important matters?
Xiao Quanzi seemed to sense the murderous aura from Feng Qiwu through the tent curtain, shivering and silently cursing his fate.
He didn't want to disturb the Crown Prince's good deed either.
But there were orders from the emperor, he dared not delay.
So he could only muster his courage and say, "Your Highness, the emperor requests your presence."
Upon hearing this, Feng Qiwu's expression turned cold.
"Understood!" Feng Qiwu replied impatiently, with a fierce glint in his eyes and a cold sneer on his face.
Is Feng Qingyang just itching for him to go berserk?
If he didn't take this "madness" opportunity to act as he pleased, he'd be failing himself!
