At those words, Mo Huang glared at Zhang Yuan with his tiny eyes and said:
"Who are you? How dare you speak to me like that! Third Princess, you must give Nether-Knocking City an explanation today, or there will be no further talk of an alliance!"
Zhang Yuan said calmly:
"Who am I? I am the lord of this place, the king of this kingdom. Now that you stand before me, you ought to kowtow."
The lord of this place, the king of this kingdom?
Mo Huang and the other cultivators from Nether-Knocking City all froze, wondering whether they had misheard.
Come to think of it, after arriving in Roselight Capital, they had indeed heard rumors that the king had been replaced and that the Bright Dawn Kingdom no longer belonged to the Zhao family.
But rumors were just rumors. If the Bright Dawn Kingdom did not belong to the Zhao family, who else could it belong to? The Third Princess, Zhao Lian, was still standing right before them.
"Third Princess..." Mo Huang recovered his senses. Dismissing Zhang Yuan as a madman, he could not be bothered to waste words on him and turned to Zhao Lian instead.
"I already told you. I am no longer the Third Princess."
Zhao Lian cut him off and looked at Zhang Yuan, who sat brazenly in his chair. After a moment's thought, she moved her long, fair legs and sat on one of Zhang Yuan's thighs, just as she had done in the One Saint Hall, to make Mo Huang give up all hope.
It was an intimately suggestive gesture. Without a single word, it made everything clear, including her current relationship with Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan caught her fragrance and glanced at her delicate face, so close to his, its skin seemingly