"Bang!"
Just as Qian Wanguan finished his sentence, Jiang Yi suddenly kicked him, sending him back by at least ten feet. Jiang Yi's face was filled with anger as he shouted coldly, "Qian Wanguan! Do you think it is fun to play me?! Is 'Your Highness' meant to be used so casually? Do you want my whole household to be sentenced to death?"
"Ouch…"
Qian Wanguan climbed up and rubbed on his chest, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he looked at Jiang Yi in confusion. He saw that Jiang Yi was speaking honestly and asked, "Jiang Yi, didn't Jiang Yunhai tell you about your status? According to our speculation with the information we have, you are definitely the son of the Western Garrison Liege Lord—Jiang Yiliu's brother from a different mother!"
Jiang Yi's body shuddered, but he still didn't believe Qian Wanguan. He scoffed, "Where is your evidence? On what basis are you saying that I am the son of the Western Garrison Liege Lord? I can even say you are my son!"
