Liu Rushuang grinned. That tyrant was more ruthless than her, an assassin.
You tyrant, you're unfit to be emperor!" The middle-aged married couple gritted their teeth and rushed at Han Moze with palm attacks.
The look on Han Moze's face suddenly sank, and he violently waved a palm attack at the two of them.
Thump! The middle-aged couple fell hard onto the ground with astonishment in their eyes and blood flowing from the corner of their mouths.
Han Moze glanced at Lian Jiuhua and ordered, "Find out who's the mastermind behind this!"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Lian Jiuhua was stunned for a moment. Was there still a mastermind behind it all?
Liu Rushuang shot a glance at Han Moze's gaze, smirked, then sped back to the imperial palace on a horse.
Han Moze smiled flatly, then followed behind Liu Rushuang and left.
This woman really didn't respect him! She would always rush ahead of him every time.