After Ling Yuan spoke, his deep gray eyes slid impassively to his own younger brother on the throne beside him.
The Mermaid Prince, wearing an ornate black and gold mask, was the picture of noble beauty. His elegant eyes were lazily closed, his eyelids not even twitching.
He appeared unfazed.
But the ripples that suddenly trembled in the water around the man's full chest betrayed everything.
Ling Yuan retracted his gaze. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly as he looked down into the hall, his cold voice now laced with authority.
"What, must I repeat myself?"
The pressure in the hall dropped instantly.
Everyone couldn't help but shiver, yet they were filled with curiosity.
They had all, to some extent, privately heard rumors about Miss Rabbit's involvement with both Prince Yun Bo and the Chairman's second son.
However, Miss Rabbit only had A-level spiritual power.
And she was a female of the Land Clan, small in stature and of a type most easily scorned.
