"Brother, I can't agree with that!"
Qin Hao said stubbornly, "As emperor, you should lead by example. How can you indulge in personal pleasures!?"
"Well said!"
Lin Hongdou almost couldn't stop herself from applauding Qin Hao.
Compared with Emperor Qin Feng, who was so eager to make a name for himself and knew nothing but eating, drinking, and merrymaking, Qin Hao was the ideal good emperor in her heart, one who ruled for the people and the nation.
"Are you trying to tell me what to do!?"
Qin Feng's expression suddenly turned cold, and he raised a hand and struck out with his palm.
Whoosh!!
Before Qin Hao could say another word, Qin Feng struck him with his palm.
A terrifying energy gathered in Qin Feng's palm. When he struck, the force of his palm was razor-sharp, like storm-tossed waves, containing boundless power and an awe-inspiring presence.
"This is... Falling Leaves Flying!"
The Tenth Ancestor of the Qin Family cried out at once, recognizing this Palm Technique as his famous signature move.
Back when he'd been assigned to teach Qin Feng, he'd meant to show off in front of this little great-grandson. Who could've guessed that this little freak would learn it after just one look?
He'd assumed that after all these years, Qin Feng would've forgotten the move.
After all, Qin Feng had always used a sword and was even known as the First Sword Under Heaven. But who'd have thought that he'd kept practicing it, and even comprehended the palm's intent to the ninth level?
With a bang!!
Qin Feng showed no intention of holding back. His palm slammed into Qin Hao's chest.
"Pfft!!"
Qin Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, his body staggering backward again and again.
"Qin... King!"
Lin Hongdou hadn't expected Qin Feng to