C1701 Crisis

Within the tightly shut room, Qin Feng had just finished eating. He leaned against the icy cold wall and was conversing with Di Wudao.

"Old Emperor, look at the Divine Martial Department. It's not good enough. There will always be people who can rise to prominence. They don't need me to lead them right?"

Qin Feng was bargaining. He couldn't take it anymore.

After entering the academy