This scene frightened Queen Zhao, and she reflexively rushed up to grab the king's wrist and drag him backwards. "Vassal King of An'nan, you truly have a lot of guts."
"Where are the guards outside?" The king also shouted.
"Guards? You're referring to those pieces of trash?" The Vassal King of An'nan squinted his eyes in contempt. "His Highness the Crown Prince thinks that placing the twelfth prince at the Gate of Health will ward off the elite Red Turbans of my Vassal King of An'nan's Estate? Hahaha! Truly naive!"
At this time, the queen dowager spoke calmly and collectedly.
She did not roar at the top of her lungs like the king but rather stated calmly, "During these years, the Vassal King of An'nan's Estate has secretly trained… five thousand Red Turbans?"
"Hahaha!" The Vassal King of An'nan laughed madly. "So? The queen dowager didn't expect it, right."
