After saying that, Wen Wanrong regretted it somewhat. She lowered her head, her face burning red with shame, feeling that she was utterly shameless.
Even she did not know what had possessed her just now to make her say such words!
But she was simply too afraid. She did not want to die!
She was the lofty Princess Zhenbei, and her father was a peerless powerhouse whose might shook Great Xia. She had always lived a life cradled in others' palms, with endless glory, wealth, and honor.
She had not lived enough yet!
"Yes, Father. Call that bastard back! He caused this disaster, so why should we clean up his mess?" Xiao Lingtian snarled through gritted teeth.
The surrounding estate guards looked at one another, seeing shock and contempt in each other's eyes. When Xiao Chen had basked in glory, the Zhenbei King and Princess Zhenbei had always taken pride in him, telling everyone that the Sword Demon was their son. Yet now that calamity had descended, Xiao Chen had become a bastard and a bringer of disaster.
Though they were weak and far beneath the lofty Zhenbei King and Princess Zhenbei, when faced with a crisis of life and death, they knew they would not be so despicable. Even if they had to cast away their lives, they would still fight for a path to survival for their own children!
At that moment, the lofty images of the Zhenbei King and Princess Zhenbei completely collapsed in their hearts.
"Fine! I'll immediately send word to that rebellious son and make him come here to kneel and apologize to Lord Ding!"
Xiao Zhentian frantically rummaged through his belongings for a communication jade tablet. His armor was shattered, his hair disheveled. Where was even a trace of the bearing of the Zhenbei