However, priest Wu Hong had to admit that his son, who he had once thought was a dandy and only knew how to do evil things, had been helping the captives of the cool territory for many years without batting an eyelid.
He was indeed shrewd.
Wu xiangtian lowered his head and muttered, I guess so.
He forced himself to admit it because he had originally planned to hide Xia qingchen's strength and let him show off his brilliance in the martial competition. It was just that he didn't expect the situation to turn out like this.
Priest Wu Jie suddenly felt that his son was a little strange, as if there was a strange and mature soul hidden under his unruly appearance.
He looked at the fief of Blackwater mountain on the table, picked it up silently, and stuffed it into Wu xiangtian's hands. "Your reward, hold it well!"
Wu guiming's face turned green.
