Zhi Kong felt a cool kiss fall into the palm of his hand.
He came to his senses slightly, the wound in his hand had healed, without a trace to be seen.
"Go down to eat," Chuzheng released him.
"...Oh," Zhi Kong's mind was a bit chaotic as he instinctively responded.
He clenched his hand, holding it by his side.
His palm was still cool.
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The dining table was laden with human food, exquisite and good-looking, with a strong fragrance.
Chuzheng and Su Ji both sat at the table, but only Zhi Kong was eating.
"What do you plan to do about Karlo and Xia Ci?"
"If they can't be killed, what else can be done?" Chuzheng said indifferently.
"Karlo is a prince, the Blood Clan will choose a time to conduct a trial and conviction. But Xia Ci..."
Su Ji glanced cautiously at Chuzheng.
"Xia Ci betrayed you, aren't you angry?"
He had never seen Her Royal Highness the Queen before.
But he knew that Her Royal Highness had a favored human by her side.