Liu Yanran donned a lavish palace attire, her expression grim, as she stepped out of the grand hall with a steady gait.
Her gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over Zhong Renwang and Xie Zhichuan, pondering secretly: These two have come suddenly, likely with no good intentions.
She understood in her heart that they certainly had a purpose, and she must respond cautiously.
"Master Zhong, Young Master Xie, your esteemed presence today truly graces the Divine Water Palace. I wonder what brings you here from such a distance?" Liu Yanran spoke, her voice clear and cold, echoing in the vast courtyard.
Zhong Renwang's face was plastered with a deceitful smile, his eyes narrowing to slits, as if striving to conceal the cunning within.
However, his eyeballs swirled within those slits, revealing the calculations in his heart.
