"Oh, I understand." Anqi said calmly.
Allen blinked, hesitated for a moment, then asked weakly, "Sis, did you take a hit? Has your brain gone bad?"
Anqi glared at Allen unhappily: "It's your brain that's gone bad. I've heard that you really admire the new king. The new king hasn't even shown his true face, yet you're loyal to a fault. Are you brain-dead?"
"Hey! Miss Anqi, I must warn you, you can insult me, but you can't slander His Majesty the King!" Allen was angry, addressing Anqi by her name straightforwardly.
"Ha~" Anqi sighed: "Whatever. I'm going to find Brother He Deng."
Behind her, Allen was biting his finger, thinking: "Damn Anqi, she actually looks down on His Majesty."
He blinked, suddenly showing a devilish smile, and started plotting in his heart: "I should secretly register her for the royalty selection process, so His Majesty can teach her a lesson! Yes, that's what I'll do!"
Anqi didn't see Allen's cunning look, she went into the living room.