C149 Farewell to the aerial gun

"Emperor you?" Nan Feng looked at Purple Thorn Emperor, not understanding why he changed the topic.

"This King knows what you're thinking, so I might as well help you." The Purple Thorn Emperor said.

Nan Feng felt a little awkward. After being made clear of it, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he was still a little embarrassed.

After leaving the Royal palace