It's just that Han Xu was determined, but Liu Yijing and Sun Shenxing were in trouble.

Zhu Youxiao looked at the faces of his ministers and felt secretly happy in his heart. Although he was not very charming, he was still pleased with himself.

"Okay, let's stop here!" This time Zhu Youxiao stood up directly.

He was afraid that someone would stop him again, but fortunately he hurried home. If he ran faster, no one would be able to catch up with him.

After saying this, Zhu Youxiao turned around, crossed the screen, and disappeared from the main hall.

After Zhu Youxiao walked out, Wang An's shout came from the hall.

"Retreat!"

Following this shout, the sounds of worship from the ministers also sounded.

Zhu Youxiao listened to the shouts from behind and gently spread his hands.

The breeze blew gently, fluttering Zhu Youxiao's clothes.

Zhu Youxiao murmured:

“One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles.

If the wind stops and comes down, it can still blow away the water.

When people in the world see my extraordinary temperament, they all sneer when they hear my eloquent words.
Chapter completed!