"They are all, big robbers that are bloated and useless, big robbers indeed, it is because of such people that our nation is in this deplorable state!"
Feng Yuning cursed with heart-wrenching pain, breathless. This contemporary scholar, celebrity, and Prime Minister was truly furious, so much so that he almost began to cough as his emotions became intense.
Nan Hanwen quickly supported the Right Minister, who was already over eighty years old, saying: "Sir, sir, there's no need to be so angry because of such things..."
Feng Yuning gasped for air, seemingly a bit despondent, saying: "The nation has declined to this extent, and at such a critical moment of life and death for the country, people are still doing such things. Alas, the fault is mine. Don't worry, Hanwen."
The old man softly said: "This matter concerns the country. Even if I die in this matter, I will help you clarify everything!"
Nan Hanwen couldn't be more grateful, feeling his blood surge with hope for Great Chen.
