Xiao Shoufu's eyes became even deeper. Old things from the past instantly flashed through his mind. One moment, he recalled the old incident that happened in the imperial mausoleum 21 years ago, and the next moment, he recalled the words Kang Wang had told him. His mood was chaotic, and there was more or less a trace of pity in his heart.
If only Feng Yang had done it this time… How good would that be!
Xiao Shoufu sighed faintly in his heart. He clenched the fist hidden in his sleeve and tried his best to calm down, persuading himself to be patient… His thousands of thoughts turned into a determination to break through the cauldron and sink the boat.
He slowly raised his head without any change in expression. His gaze chased after Gu Yanfei and Feng Yang's departing figures and finally landed on Feng Yang's thin but tall back.
