On the evening of the fourth day of May's mini-holiday, Feng Xue was sitting in front of a barbecue stand, freely stuffing his mouth with all kinds of local signature skewers, while at that moment, at least tens of thousands of eyes were staring at him.
Among these eyes were the higher-ups from military departments of various countries, the soldiers and police tasked with chasing him, and of course, the countless viewers in the live broadcast room.
In fact, if this had been two days ago, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room would have been at least in the tens or even hundreds of thousands, but by now, only those who were really bored would follow this ever-changing broadcast room and watch the leisurely everyday life of the leader of the Radiant Dragons.
The reason for this was actually quite simple.
