"If that's the case, let's find out the truth through action." The Eldest Prince Consort knew that the negotiations had collapsed.
Thus, she rose without hesitation, leaving without a trace of reluctance.
After the Eldest Prince Consort and the Imperial Grandson left, the street naturally emerged from its state of lockdown.
"Why not just kill them? Letting them go will only cause more trouble later." Qing Feng asked.
"These two are just fools. Their tricks are nothing more than minor cleverness unfit for the grand stage. It's not that I don't want anything; she simply isn't worthy."
"Our target has never been the Eldest Prince Consort; it has always been Emperor Xuan."
Ming Yue said as he took out a piece of paper, with densely packed words written on it.
"You're sly." Qing Feng certainly knew what it was: the "Xuantian Treasure Record," and it was a translated version.
