C535 Two Hundred and Seventy-five Years in Which the Wind Blows and the Clouds Rise

Feng wanted to roll his eyes. If it wasn't for the orders to help Chu Tiance, he really would have slapped him to death, "Your Highness, it's already been half a day and our people and Chu Yunxuan haven't appeared. What do you think the people in the city would think?" the wind asked.

"No matter what you think or what you think