Hearing Zhao Feng's inquiry, the head palace maid immediately replied, "The Great King is still resting."
"It seems I won last night; I drank the King of Qin under the table," Zhao Feng said with a smile. The late-night drinking and conversation with the King of Qin had indeed allowed Zhao Feng to truly understand the man. In public, he was commanding and domineering. In private, he was still a man of true character.
"Lead me out of the palace," Zhao Feng said.
"Senior General," the palace maid said respectfully, "this servant has already arranged for a meal. Please eat before you depart."
"There's no need," Zhao Feng waved his hand dismissively.
Right now, he was eager to return to his Royal Mansion to see his children. As for eating, Zhao Feng could do that anytime. He was very anxious, having not seen his own children since their birth.
"Lead me out of the palace," Zhao Feng said again.
