Zhongli Zhiwei tilted her head to look out the window. She just so happened to see the patriarch Mu Cang walking past with all the people from the Mu Clan.
She curled her lips and scoffed, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know the situation. The emperor personally gave the order to force the Mu Clan to comply. Mu Clan may have a millenium's worth of inheritance to fall back on, but it's just as how the arm is no match for the thigh. They are naturally afraid of disobeying the emperor's order."
Chen Baojia gripped her handkerchief in indignation. She suppressed her wrath as she put on a brilliant smile. "Perhaps the emperor has recognized her."
Recognition? Was that possible? Zhongli Zhiwei's expression darkened as she concealed the glint in her eyes.
This woman had stirred up a storm ever since arriving in the imperial capital. She was truly detestable.
