Everyone present, Jiang Jingyi included, could not help sucking in a sharp breath.
Was this kid really that brainless?
The corner of Jiang Qian's mouth twitched. She looked at Prince Yu with a gaze full of sympathy. To think you ended up with such a brainless son, and he even talked back right in front of the supreme one.
Truly a sight rare in a hundred years!
"Yes, she is indeed someone of the Jiang Family!" Jiang Qian replied.
After all, Jiang Jingyi's surname was Jiang, and her surname was Jiang too. Although hers was a later bestowed surname and they were not of the same bloodline, wasn't she still a member of the Jiang Family!
Fan Yian's expression changed drastically. He lifted his left hand and slapped him across the face with a great big cuff.
"Wretched son, shut your mouth!"
Slap!
As the heir apparent, Fan Ziyan was sent staggering several steps back by that slap. If the guard behind him had not caught him, he would likely have fallen flat on his face like a dog eating mud.
He stared at his own father in utter disbelief. At home, though he ran wild without fear of heaven or law and was always getting scolded and punished, Fan Yian had never actually raised a hand to hit him.
To say nothing of slapping his face in front of so many outsiders!
"Father... you, you hit me?"
"What did your son say wrong? Why did you hit me!"
"You damned thing, you disgraceful eyesore, shut your mouth for me! I hit you, so what?"
"Drag the heir apparent away for this prince!" Fan Yian shot the guard a look, but this move instead brought out the heir apparent's stubborn temper.
Xu Susu, who had come along at the side,