"You can try."
Su Qing curled her lips and looked at Yeluchun with disdain.
"I was able to escape safely from the army of your two royal brothers, but can you lock me up?"
Yeluchun frowned as he looked at Su Qing. He could feel the killing intent emanating from her body. It was mighty.
There was only half a meter between him and Su Qing. Even Yeluchun suspected that if the two of them fought, he would be the one to lose.
"Your mother was harmed to this extent. As a son, don't you want to avenge her?"
Su Qing pointed at the woman in the bed curtain and questioned Yeluchun in a deep voice,
"To protect the person who harmed your mother, you are willing to turn against me?"
Yeluchun clenched his hands tightly behind his back, crushing the thumb ring into parts.
Su Qing's words touched the hatred buried in his heart.
