"Mother! The Li family did it on purpose this time!" Wen Qiong angrily threw the hangover soup that the female slave had just served to the ground.
With a crash, the cup shattered into a million tiny pieces.
"Insolence!" the queen snapped. "Wen Qiong, you are becoming more and more unruly!"
After being shouted at by the queen, Wen Qiong's eyes turned red. "Mother, instead of feeling sorry for me, you're scolding me!"
The queen sighed in exasperation and took 's hand. Her skin was flushed from the soup she had splashed on it. "You're too impatient."
"The Li family suddenly changed their candidate for the competition this year, and Li Ling rode a griffin into the arena today. They planned it all along!" Wen Qiong accused the Li family of having planned it all along.
The queen's eyes narrowed slightly, and she knew that Wen Qiong had a point.
