"We'd better talk at my residence, Mom," said Zhang Jiangwu interrupting the middle-aged woman's words.
"Hm. Alright. That's a good idea," Queen Li Hua replied, then turned to the masked man standing right behind her son.
"Mr. Ju Xian," Queen Li Hua called.
"I'm here, Your Majesty. Do you have any orders for me?" Xiao Ara replied.
"Are you having trouble taking care of my Son?" asked Queen Li Hua.
"No, I am not."
"Mom, what are you saying? I'm not a kid anymore. I can take care of myself. After all, why did Father tell the man to take care of me?" Zhang Jiangwu protested. The man was slightly annoyed at what his mother said.
"I can take care of myself. I don't need anyone," he added as he turned to Xiao Ara for a moment.
"In that case, I will say this to His Majesty The Qing, Your Majesty. I think you don't like my existence," Xiao Ara bowed slightly.
