“With your status and strength, who would dare to Pester You?”
Wang Xian came to a room in the courtyard and sat there with a smile on his face.
“Of course, no one else would dare to. However, this fellow’s identity is not simple.”
The empress shook her head and said.
“Oh? What identity? You are the Empress of the current generation of the imperial court.”
Wang Xian asked curiously.
“That guy’s identity is simple too. He is a member of the night clan on the Night Cold Island. His father has risen to power in his old age and is also the son of an old man. He is the leader of the night clan and a peak-stage immortal king. His grandfather is also a peak-stage immortal king. In addition, there is an elder at the peak-stage immortal king stage above him.”
“Right now, the night clan is the dominant force on the Night Cold Island. It can be said that they are the strongest force other than the imperial court.”