"That's enough. I don't even know what they like about that brat Huang Jing. They keep babbling on about becoming a princess. With the world in this state, what good would being a princess do them?" Yuan Jikong looked in the direction in which his two sisters left. He laughed bitterly in his heart.
He raised a cup of wine, and was about to finish it when a red reflection suddenly appeared in the wine.
His expression registered a sudden and slight change. He put the cup down.
"Why're you here? I told you that there's no hurry for now!"
Before he knew it, a red-robed middle-aged man had appeared in the side room.
The man shut the door softly with a gentle expression. He sat down opposite Yuan Jikong.
