Xu Ruoying was now very arrogant, completely disregarding anything to do with the Empress.
Hadn't Jin Fenghuang, who was so strong, still managed to easily escape?
Even if she couldn't win, Xu Ruoying absolutely could not let Chi Jinghong beat her.
Feng Lin clutched at his face, inwardly shocked, it was over.
"Are you that damn woman?" Chi Jinghong coldly narrowed her eyes.
"She's not!"
Feng Lin immediately rushed over and slapped Xu Ruoying on the buttocks. "This is my servant, who came to bring me something."
"Who is your servant?"
Xu Ruoying pushed Feng Lin away and looked at Chi Jinghong indifferently.
Xu Ruoying's own height was already quite impressive.
But the woman in front of her seemed to stand over one meter eighty.
Silver hair that fell to the ground, coupled with armor and a cold expression.
She indeed exuded a strong presence.
However, to Xu Ruoying, this so-called presence had no effect whatsoever.
Talking like she had no presence at all?
