Thinking of those reports from his subordinates and looking at Feng Qiwu's cold and indifferent demeanor, Feng Qingyang felt even more horrified.
Because he didn't know to what extent Feng Qiwu's combat power had become formidable.
He also didn't know if Feng Qiwu would suddenly lose control in front of him and then kill him.
If he suddenly went mad in the Imperial Palace, could Xia Ziyang's Golden Scale Guards really stop him?
For a moment, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but feel alarm bells ringing in his heart, determined to enhance his security measures by several levels.
...
Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingyang quickly smiled at Feng Qiwu and said, "Since you've killed to your heart's content, your condition should have stabilized a lot this time, right?"
Detecting Feng Qingyang's probing, Feng Qiwu frowned, somewhat annoyed, and said, "Probably, rest assured Father, I will try my best to control myself from killing anyone in front of you."
Feng Qingyang: !!!
