Miao Yi Niang was taken aback, worry in her eyes: "Why didn't you try to stop him?"
Xu Fufu let out a bitter smile, "How could I stop him? His power now surpasses mine by a lot, I can't even see through him! Besides, it's good to let him cause a bit of chaos—otherwise, that old bastard Xia Jing might really think that everyone in the Great Xia is afraid of him."
"You...you should at least try to persuade him then!" Miao Yi Niang stamped her foot,"Do you think the Prince's Mansion is some ordinary civilian home that can be easily stormed into?"
"Ah, you're getting flustered because you care." Xu Fufu took a glance at Miao Yi Niang and then muttered, "Is it appropriate for an old cow to go after young grass? After all, I am young grass too!"
"Xu Erfu!" Miao Yi Niang's eyes shone with a cold light; she was genuinely a little angry.
