The atmosphere in the private room grew heavy.
Baye and Tiantian looked at the woman before them, unsure what to do.
The moment she addressed the Ghost Emperor by name, they had been certain.
This woman had to be one of his consorts.
But without knowing her title or the circumstances involved, they dared not address her as such.
Instead, E Lai cautiously probed:
"I am E Lai, the General Manager of this branch of the Myriad Exchange. May I ask whether you are acquainted with our proprietor?"
The woman tilted her head slightly, her voice still cold.
"You came to my Myriad Exchange as a spy a thousand years ago, yet you don't even know who its proprietor is?"
"Did Tang Long send you here just to fob me off?"
At those words, the ghostly energy of everyone in the room froze, and they all dropped to their knees.
"We pay our respects to the proprietor!"
As subjects of Fengdu, they would have been perfectly justified in not kneeling before the proprietor of the Myriad Exchange.
The problem was that everything this woman said hinted at hatred for the Ghost Emperor.
Not the hatred of mortal enemies, but the tangled resentment of love!
Their kneeling was entirely a gesture of respect toward a consort!
The woman seemed to understand their thoughts as well and immediately snorted.
"Leave Ling'er here, and the rest of you get out!"
"And tell Tang Long to come here, or I'll keep Ling'er by my side forever!"
Hearing that, their very souls trembled, and they groaned inwardly.
My Lady, why take it out on us over the Ghost Emperor's romantic debts?
If we actually leave the Princess here, will we even make it back alive?
But as the saying went, even an honest judge could