"What deal?"

"It's all in one's mind." Chu Xiong said calmly: "You are really willing to give up. Fakong is really anxious this time."

Speaking of which, I still owed Fakong a favor for giving him a cave and a top-notch swordsmanship manual.

But this favor cannot be repaid with what happened this time.

Fakong actually traded the mental skills of this swordsmanship. No wonder Zhao Qianjun agreed. He really couldn't refuse this temptation.

With the combination of this mental technique, the sword technique can be said to be the best sword technique in the world, almost unrivaled.

Fakong actually presented his inner method. If he hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, he wouldn't have made such a desperate move.

His face was gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes were burning.

The gloomy middle-aged man's heart keeps sinking, and he only hopes that he has left or found a place to hide.

The emperor is in the most danger at this time.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, it is no lie.

After a while, Chu Xiong's tense expression slowly relaxed, and he said calmly: "That's it, just let him go crazy if he's crazy."

He couldn't stop such a crazy move even if he wanted to.

Zhao Qianjun has already mastered half of the mental technique.

The remaining half will need to be given after Fa Kong comes back, but having this half of the mental technique will already be of great help to the Tianhai Sword Sect.

Relying on this half-part mentality, even if there is no second half, it is possible to deduce the second half by their own ability.

It just takes a little longer.

They don't have such patience. Time is the most important thing for Tianhai Sword Sect right now, so they won't fall out with Fa Kong yet.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates are leaving." The gloomy middle-aged man clasped his fists and was about to leave.

He didn't say a word about Fakong's actions, so as not to get angry and burn himself.

What's more, his second son was also saved by the divine water. If it weren't for Master Fakong's divine water, the second son would have died.

Chu Xiong said calmly: "Withdraw your surveillance personnel."

"Yes." The gloomy middle-aged man agreed happily.

Chu Xiong said: "Do you think I should punish Fakong?"

The gloomy middle-aged man was startled and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, I don't know. I am just the Emperor's eyes and ears."

"Hmph, you are cunning!" Chu Xiong waved his hand.

The gloomy middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists and exited the Humble Administrator's Hall.

Chu Xiong was pacing in the hall with his hands behind his hands, his face gloomy, his eyes flashing, and his mood was changing drastically.

Sometimes it's like fire, sometimes it's like ice.

Fakong was standing on the top of a mountain, bathing in the moonlight, looking at Chu Xiong and watching Chu Xiong's mood change.

Did Chu Xiong turn a blind eye, or did he take advantage of the opportunity to weaken his influence and authority?

Fa Kong was curious about his choice.

This also determines his own choice.

Time passed, and Chu Xiong walked around for more than a dozen times, and finally returned to the Dragon Case and sat down, took a deep breath, and picked up his pen.
Chapter completed!