The servants gasped when they heard the words young Nan Hua said.
They knew very well the consequences of those words wouldn't be small. The young Nan Hua's words were neither small nor very loud, but it was piercing the heart of those who were present. It seemed to be pleading, yet it was poking right at the very point that hurt the most.
On the other hand, Nan Shu Cheng was livid. He pointed his finger at Nan Hua and began to curse.
For the current Nan Hua, the image turned blurry.
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Nan Hua's dark obsidian eyes turned even colder. Before she could even retort, the image in front of her changed for a moment. It was as if she was seeing a dream or a film that only lasted for a moment yet it gave her enough information.
