With the incense left behind by him and the speculation from last time, Fu Kun was very likely to join Emperor Xia. In principle, they were all loyal to the Emperor. If he was asked to stop Stylon, he should not refuse.
At this point.
" Master!" The Golden Scaled Mysterious Heavenly Army at the door saw that he had arrived. They straightened their backs and hurriedly cupped their fists in greeting." Greetings, Master!"
"Yes." Zhang Ronghua nodded.
He entered the Ministry of Works.
Along the way, he met many familiar faces. Seeing him come over, he thought of his current identity and secretly guessed that someone was going to be unlucky again. They greeted each other and did not dare to stay any longer.
