As he spoke.
Zhao Gao scrambled his way out of Zhangtai Palace.
Nevertheless, he also breathed a sigh of relief, thankful to be alive.
All it would take was a single word.
Ying Zheng could crush him like an ant.
After all, he was merely a temple official, a lowly temple official.
"Now Feng'er has spread his wings."
"The court has also welcomed change."
"There is no need to conceal anymore."
"It's better to quash their intentions early, and live peacefully in days to come." Ying Zheng murmured to himself.
The reason for raising Hu Hai and letting Fusu and Hu Hai fight was simply to divert attention from Zhao Feng so that Zhao Feng could grow swiftly.
After all, initially, Fusu had too many supporters at court.
With Hu Hai's emergence, their attention naturally shifted away from Zhao Feng.
But now, looking at his son.
With the strength of the Immortals that made him invulnerable to mortals, Ying Zheng was even less afraid.
