"Mu Rouke, what are you doing?" The Vassal Prince of Jianping glared at Mu Rouke, his eyes practically shooting out a tangible killing intent.
This woman actually dared defy his intent in public. He was the august Vassal Prince of Jianping. How could she, as a daughter of a small patrician family, casually defy him, who was of such noble status?
How truly disgraceful!
The Vassal Prince of Jianping glared coldly at Mu Rouke. "You had best give me an acceptable reason! Otherwise…"
Mu Rouke quickly walked up and whispered into the Vassal Prince of Jianping's ear.
Mu Rouke's expression shifted, and he looked up at Qiao Mu and Mo Lian. He turned to look at Mu Rouke again and asked in a low voice, "Is that true?"
