The Old Lady scrutinized him for a long time; she already knew the identity of the man before her from the letters, an adversary of the Prime Minister's Mansion!
"Who goes there?"
Ye Haohuan, faced with such gravity, looked at the elderly woman before him. Instead of a smile, there was no greeting, only a face filled with hatred, and his eyes held a fierce glimmer.
Just by looking at this woman's demeanor, it was clear she was not an easy opponent!
"Madam, this is the Heir of Marquis Yongbo." Before the Madam could finish,
"When is it your turn to speak? Get out!"
The veins on Madam's hands were bulging, her eyes fierce, with a treacherous and venomous look!
Second Lady, being rebuked so rudely by Madam in front of a guest, darkened in her gaze, yet she endured it. She had suffered such bullying for years, always biding her time.
