Fu Fengyi looked at the Buddha statue in front of her. It was a great gift with vivid colors and vivid expression. It was not surprising that some drunken men were not interested in drinking when they used such a big gift to make human feelings along the river for people who only saw two sides.

She looked at Ding Yiyi faintly and said something to her as if it were a reply to Jietian's words: "Zhu Yuanzhang killed too heavily and robbed other people of the throne. In the end, so many descendants were defeated."

Ding Yiyi's body was shaking slightly. She knew what Fu Fengyi meant. Wasn't she...