Meanwhile, Helena's face had turned bright red from holding it in.
She seemed to have gathered her courage and continued, "The lord here, Han Xing, he is a..."
Before she could finish, a figure appeared before Helena.
Black Starry Sky Armor, along with a black longbow slung across his back.
It was obviously Han Xing.
He stared at Helena with a grim expression and said in a low voice, "Old woman, what kind of nonsense are you spouting!?"
"Have you completely stopped caring about your image and reputation? You can spread even this kind of rumor?"
When Helena saw him appear, a victorious smile surfaced on her face.
The corners of her lips curled slightly on that exquisite, childlike face.
She gave a soft snort. "Hmph... I told you this queen would find a way to force you out!"
"See? I won, didn't I?"
Han Xing looked at her darkly and asked, "What do you want?"
Helena said proudly, "What do I want?"
"Of course, I want you to apologize to me!"
"You must call this queen Her Majesty the Queen in front of everyone!"
"And swear that you will never call me an old woman again!"
She looked at Han Xing with righteous indignation.
Compared with her strength, this demand seemed somewhat childish.
But those who knew Helena understood that this was her true nature.
Han Xing flatly refused. "Impossible. You are an old woman to begin with, so why can't I call you that?"
"I'm not even fifty years old yet."
"Your actual age is at least over a hundred thousand years, isn't it?"
"Was I wrong to call you an old woman?"
When Helena heard Han Xing say that he was not yet fifty, she froze, confusion appearing in her eyes.
Her gaze settled on Han Xing