Come Chat With Me About Life (3)

Still garbed in her light armour, Ji Fengyan slowly stepped into the grand hall. She walked before the Fu Xiang Emperor and Ruan Quer, with a complex smile on her delicate face. That smile spoke of neither joy nor anger, but the Fu Xiang Emperor felt that it was the most horrifying thing he had ever seen. He was petrified and stood frozen to the ground. The Fu Xiang Emperor stared at the approaching Ji Fengyan, whose face looked exactly the same as the image on her warrant.

"What? You appear to be very shocked to see me?" Ji Fengyan's smiling eyes swept across the Fu Xiang Emperor and Ruan Quer.

With that one glance, Ruan Quer felt as if all energy had drained from her legs. Her lovely figure trembled uncontrollably and she instinctively clutched at the Fu Xiang Emperor's arm to stop herself from completely collapsing on the ground.