Hearing Yan Wanqing call out to Chu Qi, Qin Erya instinctively looked around and, finding no one, she scoffed disdainfully.
"There's no use in stalling anymore, Yan Wanqing. A grasshopper after autumn is doomed no matter how much it struggles. Stop wasting your effort."
With a smirk, Yan Wanqing responded, "Is that so?"
Just as she finished speaking, a thunderous explosion erupted abruptly from the ground, and a new troop of men swarmed in from the palace gates, led by none other than the King of the Chu Kingdom, Chu Qi.
He ascended directly to the platform, waving his folding fan about with a suave ease.
"Oh my, what a lively scene this is."
"What is the meaning of this, King of Chu?" Qin Erya demanded as she saw the powerful manner of his arrival.
Chu Qi didn't even glance her way, his gaze fixated on Yan Wanqing; "The words spoken yesterday still stand, just say the word."
