Chu Jin looked down at Chu Jin from above.
Her right hand pinched the other's chin, her eyes brimming with a piercing coldness and an air of dominance that made her unapproachable, as if under her gaze, anything could be exposed for what it truly was.
A figure in white and another in red stood facing each other in confrontation.
This was the battle between the true phoenix and the false one.
The true grace of an empress should not rely merely on red garments to command presence.
Zheng Chuyi was mistaken.
Chu Jin was mistaken as well.
"Audacity! How dare you show such disrespect to the Empress!" Zhang Linzi rebuked sharply, drawing his longsword from his waist and slashing forward. Since both individuals possessed the aura of sovereigns, he might as well choose the one more suitable to be the Empress.
If one of them were gone, then the other would undoubtedly be the true Empress.
In any case, Zhang Linzi refused to accept someone who defied the world as the Empress.