Guo Fu's soft sword stabbed empty air. When she saw that the person who had saved Gongsun Ningbing was actually her own younger sister, Guo Xiang, she flew into a rage:
"Xiang Er! Y-you know what you're doing, don't you?!"
Her sword hand trembled. It was a sign that her anger had reached its limit.
Guo Xiang remained calm. Protecting Gongsun Ningbing at her side, she said gently:
"Sis, we still haven't figured out what's going on. We can't just start killing people. Besides, this is the capital, right beneath the Son of Heaven's feet. As the Grand Princess, you can't kill people at will without saying a word. Do you realize how terrible the consequences of acting so recklessly would be?!"
I don't care! Get out of my way!
Guo Fu's anger flushed her delicate face crimson:
"Geng'er's guards sent a telegram. It made everything perfectly clear. It was people from Unfeeling Valley who killed Geng'er! And the root of all this trouble is this vile woman! If she hadn't bewitched Geng'er, why would he have charged into Unfeeling Valley like a madman? And then gotten himself killed?!"
Gongsun Ningbing heard every word. She was so humiliated and enraged that her body began to tremble. It wasn't fear, but anger—the outward manifestation of her pride being trampled upon.
"No wonder Linghu Geng acts so Defying Heaven and Law. It turns out he has a mother who can't tell right from wrong and only knows how to protect her cub!"
Gongsun Ningbing could no longer hold back and mocked her.
Those words drove Guo Fu's murderous intent to its peak. Her soft sword curled and snapped forward, stabbing once more at Gongsun Ningbing.
Gongsun Ningbing refused to back down either. She drew her sword and fought Guo Fu head-on.
Clang!