For a moment, everyone in the private room fell into dead silence, like cicadas in winters…
Even the fifth young sir who often snarked at the little stoic was freakin' scared to say anything.
The atmosphere in the private room was heavy. Anyone with good sense could see that the stoic face was trying her best to control her wrath.
Mu Rouxuan forcefully suppressed the fury in her eyes. She found it difficult to give release to the gloom entwining around her heart.
The little stoic did not say anything afterwards, yet her gaze clearly expressed one thing: Eldest Young Lady Mu! For the sake of your ten thousand clanspeople, shouldn't you be standing up and fulfilling your duty as the eldest young lady of your clan?
Mu Rouxuan took a deep breath. Just as she was going to speak, there was a knock on the door.
