Chi Xingye pursed her lips tightly.
Fu Lingxi's face turn red from anger, almost stomping her foot.
Han Xishi, holding back the fuming Fu Lingxi about to jump at her sister, patted her shoulder, trying to calm her down.
"Sis, have you lost your mind?" Han Xishi couldn't make sense of her actions, "Why would you specifically target our sister-in-law?!"
"I, Han Beisu, never choose my targets. If they pose a threat to DK's security, I will make them regret ever crossing paths with me!" she left those arrogant yet righteous words hanging in the air.
...
Elsewhere.
The old Emperor was leisurely strolling in the garden with the old Queen, who was laughing and enjoying the good time.
"Old man, have we decided what to name our great-grandson?" the Elder Queen, sitting in her wheelchair with a spirited face, asked the man behind her.
"Not yet."
