"Qin Feiyang!"
"How did he end up coming here?"
At the same time.
The Golden Throne Hall stirred restlessly.
The various Marquises and ministers all looked at Qin Feiyang in shock and suspicion.
Zhuge Mingyang, the State Preceptor, and the Little Prince likewise immediately turned to look at Qin Feiyang, their eyes all filled with the light of hatred.
The Little Prince suddenly barked, "This is the time for the morning audience. No outsiders are allowed to enter the Golden Throne Hall. Block him for Us!"
The Kylin Army guarding the Golden Throne Hall didn't dare intercept Qin Feiyang, but upon hearing the Little Prince's order, they could only grit their teeth and move to stop Qin Feiyang.
Qin Feiyang looked at the Little Prince; that hatred in his own eyes was clearly visible.
"It's good that you hate me."
"Because only hatred can make you grow faster."
Qin Feiyang murmured, then looked at the Kylin soldiers blocking his way and said calmly, "Step aside."
