Your highness there is no need to be so grateful

The room was already in a state of chaos and clamor. Being watched by so many people, Liang Wenge could no longer hold back on his face. He lost all of his elegance and angrily ordered his subordinates, "Hit him, teach him a lesson!"

No matter how good her mother was at mediating and mediating, at this time, it was completely useless. Everyone's attention was focused on the confrontation between Su Guoyong and the Liang Family's guards.

No one noticed when the Lovers Fragrance Urn had quietly disappeared.

Su Guoyong pointed at Liang Wenge and bellowed: Truly relying on force to bully others, could it be that the son of the National Duke's family can do whatever he wants?

"The chance has come!" Bi Su pursed her lips and smiled, she flicked her finger and a slight gust of wind carried a small bullet, following Su Guoyong's sword wind, it shot towards Liang Wenge!