Leng Yu Yan quietly tugged at Baili Zhengrong's sleeve and whispered, "I want to leave."
She didn't want to see him.
At this moment, she stood several meters away from him, yet even at such a distance, she could feel his invisible oppressive aura.
If she were to step forward, she would undoubtedly lose her composure.
Baili Zhengrong nodded and turned to Baili Shuo, "Father Emperor..."
Before he could continue, Ye Yiheng interrupted loudly, "As a citizen of Tiancheng, did you register at the government office before leaving Tiancheng?"
His eyelids sharply raised, his narrow phoenix eyes fiercely stared at Leng Yu Yan.
His gaze, cold as a sword, carried an endless chill.
Such a gaze swept across her face, indifferent as if he did not recognize her.
Leng Yu Yan didn't know the purpose of his words, nor why he had come to Nandian.
But he hadn't exposed her identity, so presumably, Ye Yuan had already decreed to abandon her.
