"Who do you think you are? How dare you interfere with the affairs of my Piaomiao Palace... I think you have a death wish!" A sinister, cold voice echoed through the room. The speaker was a young man in his early thirties. He was handsome and tall, dressed in a white robe with his hair held in place by a golden crown. He cut quite a martial and imposing figure. However, his eyes harbored a dark, gloomy glint as he glared at the breathtakingly beautiful young woman before him. "So what if you're from Celestial Brilliance? So what about the Xie Family? If you cross me, I don't care who you are!"
"Zhou Wu, what is that supposed to mean? You aren't afraid of the Xie Family? Do you think the Xie Family fears you?" Xie Yurou stared coldly at the handsome man, her face contorted in anger. "I want nothing to do with what you've done. Right now, I just want to take my sister and leave!"
