Looking at Feng Qi, who had suddenly changed his appearance, Xia Qian opened his mouth and suddenly looked at the portrait on the right wall.
"Stop looking. It's me, your ancestor." Feng Qi grinned.
Hearing this,
Xia Qian clearly still could not believe that Feng Qi, who claimed to have the same name as a historic great, was the Feng Qi who had established Breaking Dawn in history.
He had read The Biography of Feng Qi written by the seniors of the Breaking Dawn Organization dozens of times, so he knew very well that Feng Qi had died in the Future City execution ground 1,500 years ago.
At that time, countless people saw Feng Qi being executed through live-streams or at the scene.
Clearly, this history could not be fake.
Even if Feng Qi had not died at that time, it was impossible for him to live to this day 1,500 years later.
At this thought, Xia Qian's expression gradually became solemn.