Outside the Presidential Palace, the dead were lying on the ground. The injured and the living were standing in a row.
The butler of the Presidential Palace turned pale with fright. He called for a team of bodyguards to raise their guns and prepare for battle.
When I got out of the car, Su Qian and Su Shen immediately followed by my side. My confidence was inexplicably boosted, and I felt extremely happy.
The Butler recognized me. "Miss Nan... Nanxing?"
I smiled and said in a clear voice, "These are gifts from Miss Angel. Please tell her that I don't like them. However, there were bumps on the way back, so some of them got ruined. I hope she doesn't mind."
The housekeeper's face was pale, and he stood there in a daze, not knowing how to respond.
I had my people push the living ones forward, and the rest of us returned to our cars.
"Jing Tian, do you have anything else to say to them?" I asked Jing Tian.
