Zhou Zheng's expression was icy cold as he stood atop the Shimmering Golden Phoenix, looking down at the people below.
Truly eye-opening, each one of them so sanctimonious.
Using the pretext of everything being for the Great Zhou to force his hand.
But this time is different from last night; even though he was angered, he couldn't take it out on them now.
After all, they were presenting themselves as 'loyal ministers' at this moment.
"Truly hateful!"
Although he was angry inside, however—
He looked with some helplessness towards Xuan Er, genuinely not wanting to make a move against him. Once he did, Chen Xuan would never serve the Great Zhou again.
A talent like this...
"Ah!"
With a sigh from Zhou Zheng, Xuan Er understood instantly.
It seemed that this battle was unavoidable.
