Nangong Feihong spoke, suddenly flinging open his trench coat.
Immediately, everyone was stunned.
Nangong Feihong was covered head to toe in explosives!
From neck to calves, he was almost entirely strapped with them.
Nangong Yaoling's brow furrowed instantly.
Situ Yan, however, staggered back a step involuntarily.
"Nangong Feihong, you're insane!" he cursed through gritted teeth. This lunatic Feihong, how did someone with his personality grow up in a place like the Nangong Empire?
Cold sweat broke out on Situ Yan's forehead.
With so many bombs, if his subordinates had accidentally misfired just now, he might have been blown to pieces by now!
"Situ Yan, I'm telling you, not only am I covered in explosives, but this yacht is also packed with them! Today, you must release Xiaonuan, or I'll detonate the bombs and we'll all perish together right here!"
As Nangong Feihong said this, the wind messed up his hair, and his trench coat was lifted by the sea breeze.
