Feng Xun's Injured Stomach

"You know the financial situation of the Junwu Empire. Swords with inscriptions are so rare. Even all the elders don't have one such sword; how can the colonels? We're on our own."

Feng Wu had found Feng Xun a sword in the tombs, but that was a while ago, and it wasn't good enough for Feng Xun now.

He was no longer using it.

Feng Wu said, "Why didn't you tell me you want such a sword?"

Feng Xun said, "What can I say? You've had your Fallen Star Sword for a long time. I wanted to give you a sword; I didn't even give you a proper gift on your birthday."

Feng Xun's voice trailed off. "But, we're going to lose…"

He was so frustrated.

The girls a few steps away felt sorry when they saw how defeated he was.

He was such a handsome and noble man. Why was he in a bad mood?

Feng Wu gave Feng Xun a complicated look. She really wanted to maintain her image.

If she could, she wanted to look like a lady.