"snort!"

When the man's shadow disappeared, the third prince snorted coldly and glanced angrily at Feng Wuchen.

"Let you live a little longer!"

After saying that, he turned around and stepped on it, and in an instant, he had disappeared from where he was.

"well……"

The remaining middle-aged scribe sighed softly and walked step by step towards where Feng Wuchen was, staring at the latter with a hint of true feelings.

"My child...have you suffered in these years?"

Feng Wuchen stared at this person, his brows tightened, but he was a little confused.

Seeing the emotion in Feng Wuchen's eyebrows, the man quickly said: "My name is Long Yong! I am your mother's younger brother and the fourth prince of the Daqian Dynasty. As a rule, you should call me uncle!"

After hearing these words, Feng Wuchen's expression became even more confused.

This person's tone and demeanor made people feel at ease, as if he was an elder who really cared about the younger generation, and there was no trace of hypocrisy in his eyes.

Something's wrong...

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Chapter completed!