He was stupid!

　　Xing Ba remained silent as he quietly looked at Feng Xinglang.

　　With his n.o.ble ident.i.ty as the crown prince, how could he understand the helplessness of these foster son.

　　"You don't need to guess to know: It must be that old fellow Hetun again! Working with someone else's army? Does he think he can cover everything with one hand? "

　　Feng Xinglang said in a low voice, "After leaving the Pater Castle, who the h.e.l.l would still know his Hetun!?"

　　"Don't say that. My foster father did it to save my second brother! "

　　In Xing Ba's eyes, Hetun was not only the person who gave the command, he also treated him as the closest person to him in his entire life. He would follow the Hetun without hesitation, risking his life for it.

　　"I saved Xing Er who was about to die, but I nearly lost your lives … …"

　　Feng Xinglang exhaled deeply, "So long as Xing Er's life is his life, then your life is not?!"

　　"Father said that even if it was a corpse, he would bring Second Brother back to be buried!"

　　Xing Ba lowered his eyes, "Actually, my foster father isn't as heartless as you think."

　　"He's stupid!"

　　Feng Xinglang hissed, and then fell silent.

　　"Prince Xing, you can come see my foster father … It really moved me. " Xing Ba smiled weakly.

　　Feng Xinglang slanted his eyes at Xing Ba, "You're really that touched? I didn't even see you crying your heart out! "

　　"..." This humor is really cold. However, it was warm and friendly to the ears.

　　"How did you get out of danger?" Feng Xinglang continued to ask, "It's really not easy for you guys to come back with half of your lives intact!"

　　The fact that the Hetun and the others were able to escape danger was closely related to Cong Gang. Feng Xinglang clearly knew about this; Because from Xing Ba, he could obtain more information. For example, the Hetun's opinion of Cong Gang, etc.

　　"It was all thanks to Cong Gang that I was able to come back alive! "He led a dozen mercenaries and made a high-cla.s.s move. Not only did he save my second brother, he also saved us."

　　From the sound of it, Xing Ba had a lot of respect for Cong Gang. His words were filled with grat.i.tude as well.

　　"Cong Gang already knows how to play tricks, why don't you all know?"

　　Feng Xinglang scoffed, "Could it be that the brains of so many of you are not even comparable to Cong Gang's granite head?"

　　"You're underestimating Cong Gang … He was taught by my second brother! Back then, my second brother had told me that Cong Gang's talent was extraordinary … I remember when Cong Gang was fourteen, he was able to successfully point a dagger at my second brother's throat! "