Zhou Hong lowered his head and glanced at the palace maid kneeling at Huaixi's feet, he really couldn't tell where they were hurt.
At most, their clothes had a bit of dust on them, moreover, he believed that Shi Zhou was not the kind of person who lacked discretion.
If she had truly intended to strike, it wouldn't have been as simple as making these people fall over.
Zhou Hong was clear about this in his heart, yet he couldn't say it out loud.
Seeing that he had not taken a stance for a long time, Huaixi knew that he had made up his mind to shield this lowly servant.
Her tone was chillingly cold as she warned, each word deliberate, "Commander Zhou, you wouldn't want me to report this matter to the emperor, would you?"
This outcome was naturally not what Zhou Hong wanted to see.
But for him to seize Shi Zhou to vent Huaixi's anger was something he truly found difficult to comply with.
