Framed

"I am the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. Why haven't I ever heard my father mention you?"

Hearing Jiang Peihuan's words, Wan Yang's eyes showed a hint of panic, but he persisted, "The Great General probably didn't mention me to the queen, thinking that such a significant matter shouldn't be disclosed to a woman."

"Heh..."

Upon hearing Wan Yang's words, Jiang Peihuan let out a light chuckle.

Although a smile adorned Jiang Peihuan's face, there wasn't a hint of amusement in her eyes, only darkness and fury.

Looking at Wan Yang, Jiang Peihuan said coldly, "Do you know that the 'woman' you speak of joined her father in battles at the age of thirteen?"

"For generations, my Jiang family has risked our lives to protect the citizens of Qi Kingdom. Yet there are ungrateful traitors like you."

"Han Feng?"

"At your service."

Hearing Jiang Peihuan's voice, Han Feng immediately stepped forward.