"Langjun, be elegant and mind your disposition."
It was unbearable, Xu Ke covered his face. Was this the true color of sons from aristocratic families?
Feng Jin, the one who adhered to the rules strictly, secretly felt relieved.
Luckily the vulgar word she said was akin to "your angry father" and not "your angry mother", otherwise how were they to wrap up this situation?
Jiang Pengji composed herself momentarily, took a deep breath and suppressed the flames of anger that burnt vigorously within her.
She wore a chilly face and spoke to her troops, "Don't be afraid to report all that you've investigated."
Understanding that Jiang Pengji's aura was ferocious now, the troops were intimidated. She only found her voice returned after two deep breaths.