"You don't hear people breaking the moon..." Bennett Fu said this in a serious tone that seemed to say "the matters discussed in this memorial are rejected."
The master of Sutianmen also listened to him very seriously. He was so serious that even though he was still laughing, the playful look in his eyes that had always been about playing with the world had disappeared.
He stared into Bennett Fu's eyes. Although he still had the mature and elegant face of Wenren Zheyue, the curve of his lips was more dangerous than a bloodthirsty beast in the deep forest. "Your Majesty is right, I am not Wenren." "Zheyue."
When he mentioned this name, his tone was full of contempt.
Bennett Fu looked at his face carefully and said, "You are the one who bends the moon when I hear someone."
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