Ren Tingzi became more and more furious. He glared fiercely at Xue Ji. "Girl, you really are courting death! Tell me, what do you want before you die? If my mood is good, I will consider granting it."
Xue Ji rubbed her chin like an older man. She chuckled and turned to Shen Jing. "Eh, shouldn't I be the one saying that?"
Shen Jing and his son couldn't help but be speechless. In a situation like now, how could she still act so calmly?
"Ah, never mind. As the older generation, I naturally have to discipline the younger generations who act recklessly," Xue Ji said without expression. She waved her arm, and then huge explosions instantly occurred in the corners of the palace grounds.
The ground began to shake. The dust scattered. Many soldiers were thrown far away and injured. Some of the people, who were hit by the explosion, were even crushed into a mist of blood.