Qing Han looked docile and innocent. "Okay Mother, Qing Han listens to Mother the most. We will let Little Ape fry them before we eat them then."
The four-armed ape standing nearby was still holding a slice and using it as a weapon. As soon as it heard Qing Han's words, it immediately grunted twice in response to her.
Feng Ruqing turned around and walked to Nalan Hu. Her eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger.
"Grandfather, I'm sorry, I'm late..."
Nalan Hu put his trembling hand on Feng Ruqing's head. "It doesn't matter as long as you're fine. Feng Rushuang was back here just now, and then she told us that you were murdered by the Tang family's people. I really thought that..."
Feng Ruqing pursed her lips. Her eyes were blazing with anger.
"Where's Feng Rushuang?"
"Inside the palace."
