Leading The Spirit Beasts To Attack The City XXIII

'That's impossible!'

Without waiting for Feng Lianqing to deny this, Feng Ruqing tossed the two tokens in front of him.

"Take a look and see if this belongs to him."

Feng Lianqing squatted down. When he had taken a closer look at the tokens, his expression stiffened. "It's true that these authority tokens belong to the palace guards."

"There's no problem then."

At the palace of Wu Shang City, she only knew the little fatty. The only person capable of mobilizing the imperial guards was him as well! Hence, other than him, she could not think of anyone else!

In fact, it was no wonder why Feng Ruqing would blame the little fatty for this. She would never have imagined that it was Lianyi who had tossed the responsibility of the little fatty's disappearance to her.