"Xuanyuan Wuji, you can go now, we, the Shangguan Family, don't welcome you. Hurry up and leave, don't linger. I need to go sleep, okay? Really don't have time to listen to your prattle," Shangguan's boy once again unceremoniously ushered someone out.
President Xuanyuan Wuji couldn't be bothered to tangle further with Shangguan Zifeng. His handsome face darkened, and with a meaningful glance at Shangguan's boy, he turned around and left the Shangguan Residence without a word.
"Hmph, Xuanyuan Wuji, do you think I was scared into growing up? I'm not afraid of you at all? With the Empress backing our family, I'm not even afraid of ghosts, let alone you, a mere mortal?"
After he saw President Xuanyuan Wuji leave, Shangguan Zifeng muttered to himself. Realizing he had finally regained tranquility, he yawned and walked toward his room. Everyone else had long since entered their dreams by this point, and he too needed rest.
