"Return my palace? Do you really think you are the Empress? Stop putting on an act with me, it was novel at first, but it got boring after watching for a while," Li Mufan continued to fan the flames.
"This palace is indeed the Empress of a nation; why should I need to put on an act? You audacious commoners dare to question my identity; prepare to die."
Once Li Mufan made these reckless remarks, Shangguan Linlang completely lost her temper. She no longer forcibly suppressed herself, and in the blink of an eye, she decided to make a move. Li Mufan didn't even know what happened before he felt the world spinning around him, and then he found himself lying on the ground splendidly, with his bones feeling as if they had been crushed by a heavy weight, causing him to break out into a cold sweat all over his body.
The crowd, which had been quietly dining in the restaurant, had long since noticed the disturbance over here, but upon seeing that the instigator was none other than the Fourth Young Master of Demon City, Li Mufan, they did not dare to speak up for the celestial-like young lady, hoping instead that she would find her luck. However, the turnaround was so abrupt; nobody saw exactly what happened before Li Mufan was brought down to the ground by that seemingly weak girl, whimpering.
This scene left everyone agape, feeling something was amiss. Shouldn't the teased young girl be crying? How could it have turned into a spectacle of the Little Overlord suffering alone? Could this end well?
Su Liuyun, who had been closely following Li Mufan, was also dumbfounded. He had been keeping a close watch on every movement here, but still failed to prevent the beauty from taking action. Despite standing so close to the two, he didn't clearly see how Shangguan Linlang had struck, and Li Mufan suffered a calamity, apparently with serious injuries.
"You even dare to harass this palace? You deserve to die, you despicable thief; go to endless hell and repent," said the Empress.
The Empress, after striking Li Mufan, still felt unsatisfied and was about to hit him again when she was suddenly stopped by Shangguan Zifeng, who had rushed over after hearing the news. Shangguan's boy, seeing someone sprawled next to their seats, twitched his eyelid and then shouted at the furious Empress with a cracked voice, "Empress, please show mercy. It really isn't good to kill a man as easily as one would kill a chicken. Doing so could get you locked up in Dali Temple, that is, Prison. You wouldn't want to be imprisoned again, would you? Please don't do anything foolish. The villain doesn't need you to act as the hand of heaven; we could send him to the Government Office for investigation afterwards. Please, don't commit murder, I beg you."
Upon hearing Shangguan Zifeng's words that she would be locked up if she killed someone, the Empress trembled, having been confined in the Living Tomb by Han Ziye for a thousand years—a truly unbearable experience. Shangguan Linlang then stopped her actions, obediently waiting for Shangguan Zifeng.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and drag that idiot away. He might really lose his life if we wait any longer. Our family member is a bit prone to rage, and she doesn't get punished for making trouble. Don't say I didn't warn you; otherwise, even if he's beaten to death, it'll just be that guy's own bad luck for provoking my family's ancestor," Shangguan Zifeng snapped.
Seeing that Shangguan Linlang had finally stopped, Shangguan Zifeng felt much more relieved, but seeing Su Liuyun still dumbfounded and watching the spectacle, not hastening to remove that unfortunate soul on the ground, he grew agitated again. Damn it, the Empress is an ultimate weapon; if you don't take your lord and run now, are you waiting to collect a corpse?
Chastised so bluntly by Shangguan Zifeng, Su Liuyun finally snapped out of it and hurriedly rushed forward, gently lifting up Li Mufan, who was sweating coldly with pain, to seek out his master.
"Empress, have you eaten your fill? Then let's hurry and leave," Shangguan Zifeng said, now just wanting to quickly take his family's ancestor away from this place, lest more trouble arises—with someone attacked, fleeing the scene was commonsense—not being a fool.
"What, you injure someone and then plan to run off? Where in the world does such logic exist?" Xuanyuan Wuji, who had been paying attention to the commotion downstairs, approached with a fierce look and blocked the two who wished to leave. The moment Shangguan Linlang locked eyes with Xuanyuan Wuji, the atmosphere intensified, with a storm seemingly unavoidable.