How could Yan Xue'er not understand what her foolish daughter was thinking?
Of her four children, this eldest daughter was the most scheming. For the mere prospect of becoming the future empress, she had repeatedly tried to assassinate her two younger sisters.
But she also understood that she could only blame herself for failing to raise her properly, allowing her mindset to become so twisted.
"Child, do you truly want to become the Star Luo Empress that badly? What is so good about that position?" Yan Xue'er asked, looking at her daughter.
Zhu Zhuyun had already become somewhat unhinged. She screamed, "Mom, that position is what I've pursued my entire life! Do you know how much it means to me? Why did you have to shatter my dream?"
An afterimage flashed past with a swish.
Smack!
A resounding slap left Zhu Zhuyun dazed. She stared blankly ahead.
When she saw that it was Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun instantly snapped out of her daze. She clawed wildly at the air and roared:
"What right do you have to hit me? I'll kill you! It was you! You bewitched Mother!"
She even tried to charge forward and fight Zhu Zhuqing.
Smack! Smack!
Several more resounding slaps left Zhu Zhuyun utterly stunned. She stood frozen, not daring to move.
The soldiers watching nearby also stood motionless.
It was not merely because a Titled Douluo was suppressing them, but because another Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring had appeared.
And its owner was Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing had put considerable force into those blows. She was a rank sixty-eight Soul Emperor, while her opponent was only a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor. The difference in their strength and physical capabilities was enormous. She said disdainfully to Zhu Zhuyun:
"I hit you to knock some sense into you.