Ying Zheng believed it when others said he feared death, but he did not believe it when Zhao Feng said so.
"I truly fear death," Zhao Feng said, looking as if he were about to cry.
He charged into the fray to collect Attributes. He also had his own formidable Strength to rely on; otherwise, he never would have charged. After all, the feeling of collecting Attributes and Lifespan was one that Zhao Feng enjoyed far too much.
"Now that I have arranged a marriage for you, when do you plan to hold the wedding? In Xianyang or your hometown?" Ying Zheng asked with a smile.
"My mother dislikes traveling. Naturally, the wedding banquet will be held in my hometown," Zhao Feng replied.
"That's a pity. Then I cannot attend. Shaqiu is more than a thousand miles away from Xianyang," Ying Zheng said with a hint of disappointment.
Clearly, had the wedding banquet been held in Xianyang, Ying Zheng would have attended. But as the king of a nation, such a long journey was ultimately inconvenient.
