Unlucky fool

Even Changsun Liang could not control his expression from darkening, his hands balled tightly into fists. He felt an urge to commit murder.

Ling Han pushed the table away, stood, and slowly walked out of the main hall.

At this time, everyone also flooded out in droves. They wanted to personally see how Ling Han was going to be utterly beaten and thrashed, or they would not be able to suppress this fury in their hearts; they would be burnt to the extent of suffering severe injury if that was the case.

The Empress walked lightly and elegantly. Her bearing was incredibly strong, and no one dared to walk into the vicinity of nine meters from her.

There was an exception.