Feng Qiwu had left, but everyone who saw his counterattack was left in shock near the fallen wall, constantly discussing what level of power he had now. Feng Changge also murmured softly as he reached out to touch the wall's powder with his own hand.
"That lunatic... How on earth did he do it?"
With such power, who the hell would dare to compete with him for the throne?
Isn't that seeking death?
Even if he commanded hundreds of thousands of troops, he probably wouldn't dare confront him head-on.
He had no doubt, with this lunatic's current power, he could probably take a man's head from a distance.
What kind of monster did Father raise?
He was terrified!
...
Meanwhile, Feng Qingyang was in the palace, eagerly awaiting good news from the Hidden Guard.
When it came to capabilities, he had to rely on his old Prime Minister!
Look!
Bai Susu couldn't manage on their wedding night, but Prime Minister Bai did it, didn't he?
Now it depends on his Hidden Guards.
