"There's something so strange about him." Feng Xun couldn't figure out what was going on with Yu Mingye these days.
"Xiao Wu, what do you think?" Feng Xun asked curiously.
Feng Wu said, "I believe that Yu Mingye is still our Yu Mingye, and that won't change. But the next round is our top priority now."
The next round was between Luo Zizhong and Wuyu, the sacred son of Buddhism.
The competition was divided into three fractions.
The eldest prince was the head of the dynasty, Feng Wu was the head of the Luo family, and Qiu Zhennan was the head of the neutral group.
Feng Wu knew that Luo Zizhong was going to lose the third round, but she didn't expect Wuyu to be so powerful.
Luo Zizhong was defeated after three strikes.
"How's that possible?" Luo Zilin grabbed Feng Wu's hand in astonishment. "My brother was defeated after three strikes? That's impossible!"
