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Many people looked as disappointed as if their parents had died.

Other people tried to cover it up, but the look on Ranmil's face was too obvious.

No one responded to her words, because it was the truth.

"There's an ancient technique attached to the soft armor known as the South Sea Technique." Emperor Wu narrowed his eyes. "The man who once ruled this continent inscribed it himself."

The man who once ruled the continent?!

The one who was too powerful to be named?!

Everyone fell silent…

"Did His Royal Highness give Feng Wu the soft armor, then? She didn't just stumble upon it herself?" Ranmil asked jealously.

Empress Dugu said grumpily, "The crown prince has always had the soft armor. How could Feng Wu just 'stumble upon' it?"

Ranmil was silent.

Emperor Wu gave her a meaningful look.

Ranmil didn't dare utter a word.

Meanwhile.

On the other side of the crystal ball —