Baili An smiled indifferently, and Ying Xiu indeed took the bait, glaring angrily.
Qi Liancheng relentlessly pressed on, speaking with a sharp tongue: "Lady Ying Ji truly has a good temper. Not only does she allow others to take her husband, but she can even give away her own son's name.
So does this mean that Ying Xiu's name was not stripped away by the Sword Master, but that the Princess harbors ulterior motives and deliberately flaunts it before Lady Ying Ji?"
These words exploded in Ying Xiu's mind like a spark igniting a vat of oil.
His eyes burned red with fury, wishing to tear Baili An limb from limb and devour him, his eyes filled with malevolence.
Baili An deeply regarded Ying Xiu, appearing thoughtful.
At this moment, Jiang Yunqin spoke urgently with a sobbing tone: "Is this really the time to say such things? Young Master Qi, please do not stir up trouble here. We should first think of a way to escape from here; that is the urgent matter."
