The crowd had clearly picked their side as they continued to bombard Yun Yanli with their dissatisfaction. However, no matter what was said about him, he looked indifferent. It seemed as though he was really numb to the core.
He only stared at Di Fuyi and smiled at his current predicament. Finally, he was able to watch the man suffer. Nonetheless, Di Fuyi did not let him enjoy this feeling for long. He signaled his subordinates, and Feng Ruhuo emerged with a person in the crowd.
This person was none other than the young palace master. How she carried herself as somewhat awkward as she had tried to keep a low profile by dressing like an ordinary village girl.
