In a mere instant, Qiao Zizhan's face turned extremely unsightly.
Talking to a mad dog, one could only be a mad dog!
"Li Qingmu, to humiliate me, you've actually degraded yourself? Hmph, I've really overestimated you before!"
"Degraded myself?" Li Qingmu chuckled softly, "As ministers, we are the hounds of the Emperor. Does Young Master Qiao have any objections to this notion?"
"I..."
Qiao Zizhan was momentarily at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond.
If he objected, with so many people around, it would surely spread, and once it reached the Emperor's ears, his future would be ruined, possibly even implicating the Crown Prince. But if he didn't object, wouldn't that be admitting he was also a hound?
"You... Fine, very well! When a person is despicable, they are unbeatable, Li Qingmu, you've won!"
"Thank you for the compliment!"
"Hmph!"
