"Ranmil…"
"Father, please hand me the contract."
Ranmil calmly rose to her feet; she didn't look like someone who had just been humiliated.
Feng Wu couldn't help but glance at her.
How…
Interesting.
Feng Wu had thought that Ranmil would never swallow the humiliation. However, not only did she take it, she did so with great composure. For that, Feng Wu was impressed.
Emperor Wu glared at "Jun Linyuan." "That's enough!"
Feng Wu shrugged. "Whatever you say, Your Majesty."
She meant that she wouldn't take Ranmil anymore.
Emperor Wu almost fainted.
The chieftain gaped when he watched their interaction. Where was Emperor Wu's authority when he was with his son?
The people of the Junwu Empire, on the other hand, were used to this, and didn't even raise their eyebrows.
Without another word, Ranmil took the pen and ink from Feng and the contract from her father. With two strokes, she signed her name.
