892 The Dreamland

The middle-aged man was apparently the leader of the four. His hair was dark, but he had a long, golden lock draping over his cheek. His arrival seemed to make the great forest surrounding them go quiet. He did not need to put on any display of power, as his presence alone was enough.

"Your majesty," the middle-aged man respectfully greeted Gue Yue immediately upon seeing her.

Gu Yue raised her head with terror in her eyes. "Who...who are all of you? Don't hurt my father."

The group of four felt like they had turned to stone. They stood there at a loss as to whether they should laugh or cry.

The handsome youth asked the middle-aged man, "Big brother, what's going on with Her Majesty?…"

Tang Wulin was already unconscious, and it was apparent that Gu Yue was not feigning her behavior.