"So you were ready all along!" Liao Zhiyan yelled furiously, staring daggers at Yang Mengchen, who was nestled in Long Xuanmo's arms.
Yang Mengchen gave a faint smile, her eyes meeting Liao Zhiyan's fierce gaze, the corners of her eyes lifting slightly in a mocking and disdainful challenge.
Seeing this, Liao Zhiyan was so enraged that she felt like spitting blood. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly saw Long YiXuan and Min Luozhan walk in side by side.
Long YiXuan respectfully said, "Reporting to Father Emperor, all the rebels who dared to intrude upon the Imperial Palace have either been executed or captured; not a single one has escaped."
As the words fell, Liao Zhiyan couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of blood and fainted.
