A string in Madam Zhou's mind almost snapped. Fortunately, she clenched her fists tightly and relied on the pain to retain a trace of rationality.
Her gaze was like a venomous snake's as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.
"You won't be smug for long! The people from the reclusive families have already targeted you. You killed her successor. The Empress won't let you off!"
These words were like a curse.
Madam Zhou wished she could curse her to death. It was better than seeing Qiao Nian's sloppy face, as if she did not care about anything.
"She's not someone to be trifled with. Back then, she could even kill her own daughter. And you caused her to lose all her face. Do you think she'll let you off?!"
Madam Zhou tried to lift the corners of her lips into a disdainful smile.
She looked at Qiao Nian as if she was looking at a dead person. Her eyes were filled with disdain and sympathy.
