now, and directly struck the chair where he had been sitting with a palm strike.The chair was instantly split in half, and he couldn't believe that a mere chair would be too precious for A Tang to par...The masked man was now gnashing his teeth at An Xuetang, clenching his fists, "An Xuetang, it seems that my warnings to you were not enough, were they"

Facing his anger, An Xue Tang's expression did not change in the slightest. Her cold eyes dared to meet his gaze.

She fell silent for a moment before meeting his gaze defiantly. "Whether it's me, the imperial concubine, or the King of Beijiang," she said slowly, "we fear nothing!"

After saying that, she suddenly darkened her face and took a step closer to the man. She stood face-to-face with him, and in the face of his rage, the fire in her eyes burned even brighter than his.

"I didn't ask for all of your people to die as retribution for killing my own. Be grateful!"

The masked man sneered, "Princess of Beijang, you have quite the nerve. So you aren't afraid that I'll kill King Beijang right in front of you"

Faced with the man's threat, An Xuetang sneered, mimicking his expression, "If you can accept a beautiful woman dying in front of you while lying in bed, then come at me."

Threat!propriate to linger. Zhi'er gave Shuang Shuang a cold glance with her icy eyes, "I'll settle with you later."After she finished speaking, she turned and walked away, too lazy to continue dealing with...