"No need, no need!"

Ying Zheng waved his hands repeatedly.

If you continue doing this, you will look like these high-ranking officials and ministers under your command like fools!

"This is what the father said...!"

Ying Feiyu smiled indifferently, stood up and bowed, "I'll take my leave first!"

He is waiting for this moment.

I had long seen that the scumbag father wanted to delay time and deliberately refused to let him speak.

But he is not in a hurry. Sooner or later, will it be his turn?

As long as he is given a chance, he will be a crazy output and then say goodbye and leave!

Anyway, so many poems have been written, who can say anything else?
Chapter completed!