Feng Wu's Secret
Editor: Henyee Translations
Emperor Wu was shoved away and smashed into the table behind him.
"Your Majesty!"
Master Gao steadied Emperor Wu and cried out.
Emperor Wu almost had a heart attack.
It was such a terrifying power!
His girl…
While Emperor Wu was worried about Feng Wu, Feng Wu was sneering at Grandpa Yao.
A smirk?
How dare Feng Wu smirk at a peak Spiritual Saint?
Everyone was shaking from head to toe. They couldn't help but panic when they felt the power of a peak Spiritual Saint.
"You're a bold girl." Yao Yuan stared at Feng Wu with a cold look in his eyes. His tone was as calm as the ocean. "But even if you're that bold, you're still going to die today."
"So, that's the rule of your empire, isn't it?" Feng Wu said sarcastically. "You propose a bet first, then force a competition. You're going to kill someone if you lose? Is that how your empire behaves?!"