The king said sternly, "You haven't succeeded the High Priest yet. You can't take this risk."
Feng Ling frowned and said, "My ability isn't inferior to Master's. By going, this is also a form of training for me."
The king still objected firmly. "No."
Feng Ling subconsciously puffed up her cheeks and glared at him.
The king lowered his eyes and didn't look at her expression.
"No."
Feng Ling decided not to look at him and turned to the High Priest.
The High Priest glanced at the king and said, "The person who turned this war around is very strong. Ling'er, don't be stubborn."
"I'm not being stubborn."
Just as Feng Ling was about to say something, the king said to Feng Ling in a firm tone, "Little Ling'er, after the High Priest saves the Grand General back, treat him immediately."
Even the High Priest's tone became firm. "Do as the king says."
