Inside the carriage!
Han Fei suddenly opened his eyes.
"For an external subject, the Great King doesn't need to care that much, nor does he need to give such instructions."
"The Great King's words just now seemed as if he were asking me to thank someone closest to him."
"Could it be, Zhao Feng is the Great King's son?"
Han Fei thought with some surprise in his heart.
But only for a moment.
Han Fei shook his head with some helplessness.
"I really overthought it, my mind's gone astray."
"How did I think of this possibility?"
Han Fei patted his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.
After all.
This is almost impossible.
Or rather, it's simply impossible.
If Zhao Feng were the Great King's son?
Wouldn't that be an enormous joke?
That's absolutely impossible.
"Perhaps this is just the Great King's special regard for Brother Zhao."
"For a subject to receive such attention, this is also unique."
"Right."
"I heard Brother Zhao recently had another son."
