When the ladies saw Feng Ling coming, they quickly went forward to bow to her.
"Greetings, Priestess."
Feng Lan imitated Feng Ling's tone and demeanor. She glanced at them and asked, "I heard that you want to marry the king and become his consorts?"
The ladies were shocked and quickly shook their heads.
Feng Lan bellowed, "You still want to argue? I'm the future queen. I'm the only woman the king can have. How can cheap women like you be worthy of the king?"
The ladies were stunned by Feng Ling's words.
The High Priestess, who never looked down on anyone, actually said that they were cheap?
"Priestess, why…"
Yi Xuan was more shocked than the others. The priestess wasn't even angry with her words earlier on. Why was she angry now?
Feng Lan looked at them and sneered.
