"Then I shall return to await the arrangement of the king,"
Da Siming smiled faintly.
He bowed slightly, but his gaze had already settled on Wu Xia.
That look carried ill intent.
Wu Xia stepped back, feeling as if there was a sleazy tint in those watching eyes.
This old thing couldn't be after my body, could he?
The more Wu Xia thought about it, the more goosebumps he got, hoping it wasn't so.
After all, this old witch was truly hideously ugly and disgusting, with an appearance so sleazy it turned one's stomach.
Watching the old witch stride away, triumphant and swaggering.
Wu Xia carefully observed Queen Kasar's face.
Queen Kasar's complexion was not looking good.
Prime Minister Ashley's expression was also quite awful.
A plan had already formed in Wu Xia's mind, now all he needed was to rely on Queen Kasar.
It seemed that Queen Kasar was quite displeased with this so-called Da Siming.
Indeed, this old witch seemed to be above the king's power.
