Too Unkind

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"Ming Fucheng really ran away?"

Four hours later, in the Zhanling Military Camp, Zhan Beiye was dumbfounded when he heard the news from the Yueming Military Camp.

Ming Fucheng was a real idiot! He disregarded such a large military camp and chased after Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue. Was he aiming to be condemned for generations?

He had created a massive loophole! It would be the best time to attack them now, right?

"Marshal, Ming Fucheng is really not in his camp. I heard he even took all his shadow guards with him."

The deputy general reported to Zhan Beiye.

He wondered if the Yueming Emperor would die of anger when he discovered this.

He also wondered if the Yueming Emperor had left his brain behind when creating Ming Fucheng. Otherwise, how could he have such a foolish son?

Yet doted on his son so much.

"Ha!"

Zhan Beiye sneered.