Her index finger lightly tapped the Rashamon Ghost Mask in her hand. ๐ณ๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐๐๐ป๐ผ๐ง๐ฒ๐ฅ.๐๐๐ฆ
This is getting interesting.
She had just found out that Princess Feng Yuan of the Dayong Sacred Dynasty was the person secretly harming the original host.
Now, the Seventh Prince of the Dayong Sacred Dynasty is about to come and compete against her for her grandmother.
Luo Qingtongโs eyes slightly narrowed.
"Gather the information on the Seventh Prince of the Dayong Sacred Dynasty for me. Additionally, see who else is accompanying him to the Great Chu Sacred Dynasty this time," Luo Qingtong said indifferently.
She wanted to see if Princess Feng Yuan of the Dayong Sacred Dynasty would come.
If she does come, she would like to meet this First Imperial Princess, the foremost genius from the Dayong Sacred Dynasty!
"Yes!"
Hearing this, the Black Domain Expert disappeared in front of Luo Qingtong.
Meanwhile, Feng Yuan, carrying a body full of suppressed anger, returned to her previously hidden city mansion.
Looking at the white robe mask she had taken off, she could no longer restrain the furious rage in her heart and with a slam of her hand, swept all that stuff along with everything on her desk to the floor.
"Crash bang!"
A series of crisp shattering collision sounds ensued.
All the maids and guards following Feng Yuan didnโt dare utter a sound, each lying motionlessly on the floor, waiting for her anger to subside.
"Boom boom boom!"
Feng Yuan raised her hand and forcefully flipped over the eight immortals table in front of her.
The table heavily smashed onto one of the kneeling maids, who groaned, bearing the brutal force silently, not daring to cry out in pain.
Feng Yuanโs eyes turned blood red, standing amidst the chaos as if she was a demon that had crawled out of hell.


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