Mo Qian Yuan's expression suddenly changed. His blurred eyes immediately turned sharp as the silence swept through and the air became stifled. He seemed to have transformed into a panther that was waiting in the dark ready to pounce onto it's prey.
"What are you talking about?" His eyes had a dangerous glint in them.
Jun Wu Xie casually stroked the fur of the little black cat, without even looking up, she said icily: "Some people do not want you to continue being the Crown Prince and are hoping for you to have an early demise. If you also think the same way and want to find an earlier release, just hit your head here against the stone table, no need to waste everybody's time."
Mo Qian Yuan's mouth twitched slightly. He had always thought that she was a little outrageous but he just realized he had thoroughly underestimated her after experiencing her poison tongue first hand.
