Fu Xing glanced at Mr. Murphy with a trace of mockery in his eyes, "Do you really think so?"
Mr. Murphy pondered for a moment, then couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Although it's despicable how you people manipulate others' destinies, it's undeniable that you've earned your merits, and that's what's most painful. Ordinary people hate you yet are forced to rely on you."
This is also the greatest difficulty faced by the Cabinet ministers.
Fu Xing snorted with a laugh, no longer paying attention to Mr. Murphy, and turned to look outside the Small Flower Hall. But Mr. Murphy's curiosity had already been piqued. Without getting a definite answer, he was not going to let it go and pressed on, "Duke, was what you said earlier true?"
"What?" Fu Xing feigned ignorance.
"About Princess Freya, of course."
