Night Practice, Shadow, and Light Bearing
編輯: Atlas Studios
Zhang Fuzhi raised his head and puffed out his chest. He sat even straighter than elementary school students in class.
His expression was calm, as if what he had said earlier was not what he had said.
As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's the others who will feel embarrassed.
All the officials looked up calmly after glaring at Zhang Fuzhi.
The situation was a little strange. Everyone tried their best to look calm.
It was as if they weren't the ones who'd been having a heated discussion.
The most important thing in the Imperial Court was their face…
"We and our ministers will decide the victor of the parade, not you. Whether you can win or not is still unknown. It's too early to say that you don't want the reward." Emperor Yuan Feng secretly wiped away his cold sweat. I'm still smart and let this Zhou brat introduce his weapons himself.