"Feng Niu…" Xin Yan glanced at the trembling prime minister before looking at the woman in front of her. "So you are Wuhan's mother."
It might seem like she was speaking normally, but her words contained a hint of disguised judgment.
"Yeah, This is kind of a family matter." The black-haired woman tried to act coy, but Xin Yan saw through her treacherous gaze. She disappeared from her spot and reappeared in the air.
Clank!
When she reappeared in the air, her blade was colliding with a monolith arm made from darkness. Shards of shadows flew away in all directions along with a powerful force generated from the impact, sending the crowd flying away towards the boundary of the room.
"I consider Wuhan as a little brother to me." Xin Yan's feet danced through the air as she sent waves of multicolored sword intent blades. "So when you say it's a family matter,. Consider me involved."
