"Yes!" The black-clothed man hurriedly replied when he saw that Wu Xiao was angry. He quickly left the hall. If he had left a second later, he didn't know if he would have been able to keep his life.
After the black-robed man left, Wu Yan chased away all the other black-robed men who were kneeling in front of her. Then, she sat on the throne dejectedly.
'Damn it!' Thinking of Leng ruoxue, she couldn't help but feel hatred in her heart!
