No Doubt about It
As long as Feng Jingxuan was truly in the Fireworks Room's secret room, he would definitely, definitely, die.
The blazing fire on Feng Jingye's face made his hair stand on end.
Feng Linche's face was pale white, he looked at everything in front of him, and his entire body shivered violently. Zhuo Yi's face was also pale, he stood there in a daze.
Empress Chu supported Feng Linche as she tried to calm the complex emotions in her eyes and silently looked at Feng Jingye.
Could it be that this was the handiwork of his son?
To be able to deal such a ruthless blow, he did have the demeanor of an emperor. As expected of Feng Linche's son …
As if he had felt the emotions of the Empress Chu, Feng Jingye turned around, looked at his mother once, then passed through her again, and saw a group of people approaching from afar.
His eyes flickered as an idea formed in his mind.