My Son Fancies Her, That's Her Good Fortune

"He's not dead?"

Madam froze. Hadn't they said he had been frozen into an ice sculpture?

She was only a four-ring soul master, and she had lived in comfort for so long that she had nearly forgotten how to fight.

How could she have thought of anything else?

But she immediately came back to her senses and was overjoyed. As long as her son was not dead, that was all that mattered.

Then, in the next instant, she flew into a rage and roared at Xiao Li, "You useless bastard! You can't even speak clearly."

Xiao Li: "..."

How is that my fault? If the eldest young master were dead, would I even dare come back?

Idiot!

That was what he thought, but he did not dare show the slightest disrespect on his face.

The maidservant reminded her from the side, "Madam, now is not the time to fuss over this. You should hurry and take people to rescue the eldest young master."

Hearing this, Madam immediately nodded again and again. "Right, right, right, right!"

Right now, saving her son was the most important thing. As she spoke, she glared furiously at Xiao Li. It was all this fellow's fault for dragging her thoughts off track.

Xiao Li: "..."

How is that my fault too?

At the same time, he unobtrusively glanced at the maid beside Madam and thought to himself, Thank goodness there's one person here who understands.

Seeing Xiao Li still kneeling on the ground without moving, Madam grew even angrier and roared, "Why haven't you taken people to save my son? Do you want to die?"

Xiao Li trembled with fear and hurriedly explained, "Madam, it won't matter how many people I take. The other side is too strong. Only the City Lord can handle this personally.