The brothers were all taken aback.
Leng Ji himself was also dumbfounded, seriously doubting whether his ears had gone bad.
Han Zhan's brow was furrowed with a tight frown, initially quite unwilling, taking someone's place.
But quickly, he seemed to understand.
His anger was suppressed, and he turned to sit down in a corner, closing his eyes to rest.
Qing Ming glanced at Chu Qianli, his eyes filled with a bit of disdain, a look that said: 'just as I thought'.
The legends are all fake, how could a frail woman understand the logistics of marching and warfare?
Who knows what methods she used to bewitch the brothers, making the Xuanwu Army's brothers speak so highly of her!
Although he also did not agree with Leng Ji's fighting abilities, if he had to choose between Chu Qianli and Leng Ji, he would naturally choose Leng Ji!
"Prince, this matter isn't my doing…" Leng Ji tried to explain.
Feng Yexuan's cold gaze swept over: "Are you questioning my words?"