Not knowing how, after hearing Feng Ruqing's words, the crowd subconsciously looked at Jiu Ming who was lying on the ground. They seemed to have predicted that his life in the future would be very pitiful, and the pity they felt could be seen in their eyes.
However, nobody cared enough about Jiu Ming, and they allowed the guard from Fengyun Manor bring him away.
***
In Liu Yun Kingdom.
Since the day of the battle, no one had dared to come forward and provoke them. The land was peaceful and flourishing.
In the imperial palace.
In the imperial study, Nalan Zhangqian angrily threw the memorial in his hand onto the ground. His livid face was full of anger. "Eunuch Lin, send someone to check where that bastard, Feng Tianyu, has gone to!"
