He was already the Lord. He did not have to salute, even if it were the Emperor and the Crown Prince who also had to show courtesy to a certain degree. This kind of high status feeling was simply fantastic.
Feng Tianlan's lips twitched as she looked at Jiang Ying whose nose was high in the air and said, "You really think you are important."
He was only addressed as such. He had not yet gotten the real power of Xuantian Alliance and he had already assumed the post. He was really something else.
"Dai'er!" Jiang Ying gritted his teeth and gave a cold snort, "Don't try to snare me by pretending to let go and stop using another man to provoke me. It's useless. You even faked the decree. I have the right to punish you as the Lord. But out of respect for our more than ten years of mutual affection, I'm not going to bicker with you. But I will not take you as my wife."
