Yan Ling secretly sighed in relief, had she managed to bluff her way through this situation?
Despite seeing the man powerlessly slumped on the floor, she felt a sense of pity towards him, immediately beckoning a hidden guard over to help her hoist him back onto his wheelchair.
As for why King could move freely during his frenzy, Yan Ling wisely didn't ask.
She had made too many enemies since her arrival!
To survive in the Dark Empire, she had to learn to keep a low profile.
King sat in the wheelchair, his expression serene, as if the chaos in the flower room had nothing to do with him.
"I want to rest now, take me back to my room."
Such a pleasant King was unfamiliar to everyone.
Especially to the secretive Luo Qi siblings.
Their eyes were filled with suspicion and wariness.
Suspicion about how King was able to control his raging power and recover his sanity without medication.