"Ancestor, that is Princess Xingyue!"
"The thirteenth daughter of the late emperor, the current majesty's full-blooded sister."
Wen Lingyun's face was full of terror, his voice continually trembling and choking.
He couldn't believe that his ancestor would be unaware of the weight behind these identities!
"If His Majesty learns of this matter, no matter how great our Wen Family's abilities, we're likely to face a catastrophe with no place to die!"
Wen Lingyun collapsed on the cold ground, his face as pale as paper, devoid of blood.
He shakily raised a hand, his index finger pointing directly at Wen Mochen, the fingertip trembling uncontrollably.
Following this, Wen Lingyun tilted his head up, his gaze fixated on his ancestor Wen Fengyuan, and spoke hoarsely.
"Ancestor!"
"The deeds of this bastard are driving our Wen Family to a dead end, aiming to ruin the entire family!"
Wen Lingyun's actions at this moment were merely the last struggle of a trapped beast.
