As soon as the voice faded, a person hurried over from a distance and said, "King Chen, no no no... there's trouble..."
"What's wrong, you're panting so heavily, catch your breath before you speak." The young woman beside Chen Fengdu asked the hurrying person to calm down.
The man who came running over to report said, "Ye Ye Ye... Lord Ye Qing has already persuaded all the clan leaders to rebel, now they all support Lord Ye Qing as the next successor, they also want want want..."
"What do they want?" Chen Fengdu's face suddenly turned so gloomy it could drip.
"They want you to abdicate and yield your position, and also, to hand over the formula."
After saying this, the man didn't dare to look at Chen Fengdu's face.
