"Is that so?" Feng Yun laughed lightly, "Judging by your expression, I thought the Qi Emperor had passed away."
"Truly a heartless and ungrateful woman," Chunyu Yan couldn't quite hide the smile on his lips, even as he chided her.
It was obvious that Feng Yun didn't care about Xiao Cheng at all.
So in Feng Twelve's heart, his position was only second to Pei Jue...
Chunyu Yan glanced at her expressionless face and his tone became much more sincere.
"There's something you need to be aware of..."
Feng Yun glanced at him, "What is it?"
Chunyu Yan spoke gravely, "Your parents are coming to Bingzhou. Unless something unexpected happens, your father, Feng Jingteng, will be the envoy for the peace negotiations, and he will arrive in Mingquan Town on the first day of the twelfth lunar month."
Feng Yun looked at him expressionlessly, saying nothing.
Chunyu Yan continued, "When I left Bingzhou today, your father sought me out privately. He asked about your recent situation."
