Wusha thought to herself: *You rascal, introduce yourself if you want, but why drag my Lord Queen into it? You are you and I am me—when has this king ever belonged to your family?*
Han Yue clenched her hands slightly, signaling the queen not to cause trouble. Wusha understood the gesture, but she remained unimpressed. Whoever it might be, if this king was unhappy, wiping them out was as simple as that.
Li Lanhao and Old Ji chatted and laughed as they entered the room. The space was not very large, and right in the main room sat a head of white-haired, elderly man who, at first glance, looked gravely ill.
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