After all.
He also realized it.
Zhao Feng genuinely doesn't regard Fusu and the others highly.
Even in his words, it can be clearly indicated.
If they were merely subjects, Ying Zheng would certainly need to respond somewhat, to knock them into shape.
But for the future heir, there's no need for that.
Because everything in the future of Qin belongs to Zhao Feng.
"Feng'er grew up in Shaqiu since he was little, how would he know." Xia Dong'er rolled her eyes.
"Hahaha."
"Indeed."
Ying Zheng laughed heartily.
Then.
He thought of something.
"Earlier, Qi'er lifted dozens of stones in front of Zhangtai Palace, talking about martial arts - what is that?" Ying Zheng asked curiously.
"This..."
Xia Dong'er pondered briefly, then said: "Feng'er says only family and his true confidants can know about this."
"This Martial Dao Power is the legendary Strength of the Immortals."
Speaking thus.
Xia Dong'er raised her hand, gathering a strand of invisible True Qi in her palm.
