Only then did she notice that above the nine-layered steps, on the Dragon and Phoenix Chair adorned with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, a figure clad in red with gold embellishments of dragons and phoenixes was reclining...
As Borjigin Nian had said, the silent Gu Changsheng indeed exuded a certain aura of authority without anger, and at this moment, Madam Zheng, looking at the woman above, couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. Yet, in a blink, boundless hatred filled her eyes.
"In my presence, to tear my subjects to pieces, this mad beggar woman truly has audacious rules!" Gu Changsheng sighed, her phoenix eyes slightly closed. She truly didn't want to spare another glance at Madam Zheng; it was too exhausting, inevitably making her associate Madam Zheng with her family's evildoer. Although they were mother and son, the difference between them was truly more than a small fraction; it was genuinely vast, too disillusioning!
