Qian Yongzhen felt a chill in his heart, vaguely sensing a feeling of being abandoned. He immediately fell silent, a hint of fear showing in his expression.
"You decrepit old fool, shut up for the Crown Prince immediately. If you don't value your words, then value your dog's life!" Seeing that the old guy still had a sharp tongue, Zhou Wendong licked his tongue bloodthirstily, his eyes bursting with a ruthless killing intent.
Qian Yongzhen opened his mouth, wanting to argue with Zhou Wendong, but remembering the act of Xiang Family's third great-uncle withdrawing from his side, he forcefully suppressed the impulse in his heart.
