The Queen of the South Ming slightly opened her eyes, glaring at Cheng Guang with her beautiful eyes.
She seemed to want to present an air of authority, and so her tone was somewhat severe, with a hint of indignant rage in her posture.
She wanted Cheng Guang to recognize the difficulty and back off, not daring to be too presumptuous, but then she noticed that upon hearing her words, Cheng Guang did not show any hesitation, but instead smiled faintly, paused briefly, and then continued to walk slowly toward her.
The Queen of the South Ming saw that Cheng Guang was holding something in his hand that looked like a black stocking.
These stockings, finer and more delicate than the usual brocade fabric, exuded a sense of exquisite craftsmanship and value with just one glance.
However, the Queen of the South Ming only needed to glance at the item once to feel that it carried a sense of impurity.
