"Xiaofan..."
Murong Yue turned her head to look at Bai Xiaofan. Although she did not say much, her pleading eyes said it all.
"Since my Yueyue has spoken, I will certainly do as she says!"
Bai Xiaofan gently caressed Murong Yue's cheek, speaking with evident indulgence.
"In light of my Yueyue's favor, today... you may not die!"
Hearing that he would not die, Murong Zhantian excitedly kowtowed repeatedly and then, with the support of Murong Hao, moved to one side.
Never had he felt that his granddaughter Murong Yue was so useful, not even when she agreed to marry Huang Shi.
Seeing Murong Zhantian's life and death change because of Murong Yue, Huang Qianlong also felt powerless and sat down on the ground.
Everyone knew that Huang Qianlong's life had reached its end, and not just him; the Huang family had come to an end as well.
"The eldest young master of the Zheng family, Zheng Jiluo has arrived..."
