Chapter 60 Your Majesty, do you know what 'Internet' is?

Feng Jin stared blankly at his wailing subordinate at his feet, not even raising an eyebrow.

With a slight lift of his toes, a force instantly removed the sobbing Shen Tu from his leg.

"Noisy".

Feng Jin parted his thin lips slightly and uttered two words.

He walked past Shen Tu, who was sprawled on the ground sobbing, and ignored the chaos in the hall, heading straight for the Eastern Ghost Emperor's throne deep within the hall, which exuded a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

He flicked his sleeve and casually sat down, resting one hand on his chin.

The throne beneath him seemed to truly be there.