But the result has been determined, and it is useless to doubt it.

"Father, what should we do?"

Qin Guangde spoke blankly, as if he were a toad.

"Stay unchanged to cope with all changes. Just wait. This is just the beginning. This battle is not over."

Qin Shijin's eyes shone with wisdom.

Like Emperor Yuan, he vaguely guessed something.

…

"What, the Ninth Prince won? The eldest prince died and even his soul was taken away. How is this possible?"

"I can't believe that His Majesty is actually a strong man in the powerful realm. It is simply puzzling that he has tolerated the Queen all these years."

"What's so confusing, you idiot? Your Majesty is not afraid of the Queen at all, but of the Zhenwu Saint."

In the Dawu Dynasty, in the Yuan Dynasty, and in the thirty-four small countries.

As the news of the Promised War spread, countless people started talking about it.

Xiao Changfeng's victory exposed Emperor Wu's strength.

It became the focus of everyone's discussion.

However, those wise bosses smelled something different.

If Xiao Dilin dies, will Zhenwu Saint give up?
Chapter completed!