C32 Chapter 32

Feng Wu’s face stayed blank, and the way he spoke and carried himself was strikingly similar to his master, Feng Mingmo.

“Feng Changqing, you’ve already lost.”

“Feng Changqing, that little bit of skill isn’t worth His Highness lifting a finger.”

“Feng Changqing, you broke the rules—trying to hurt His Highness with a dirty trick. That’s unforgivable!”

He fired off three sentences in a row