Chương 557: Placing Three Idols On The Palace Walls

"Chengqian, surrender…"

Fan Xian's gentle words instantly astonished the tens of thousands of people inside and outside the Royal Palace. They felt it was absolutely absurd. The rebel army had surrounded the Palace. There was nowhere for the people inside to escape. Yet, Sir Fan junior was shamelessly urging the Crown Prince to surrender.

Dressed in martial attire and on his horse, the Crown Prince sucked in a cold breath. He thought to himself that An Zhi's skin was indeed getting thicker and thicker to be able to say such a thing so naturally. If someone unaware of the situation had heard it, they would probably think that it was Li Chengqian who had been chased as pitifully as a rabbit today and not Fan Xian.