C137 Chapter 137 – Servant Market

"Prince?" Haotian looked at Feng Xuanji, who was in a daze, and called out to him a few times. Only then did he come back to his senses.

With a light cough, Feng Xuan pulled himself back from his thoughts. Then, he said in a low voice, "I have my own plans for this matter. You don't need to stand guard here tonight. Take out all the spies in the Dust Temple."

Hearing his arrangement