The moment the first fist hit his face, Gong Shuying was a little dazed, his mind was blank, and he had no idea what was going on.

His head was buzzing and he fell to the ground in a mess, looking at the group of ministers present who suddenly seemed to have gone crazy and pounced on him with ferocious looks.

Then countless hands and feet kicked him. He was completely stunned and had no idea what was happening.

At first, the sudden fist that landed on his face was like a horn, causing everyone present to rush over and beat him up.

He was beaten so badly that he couldn't utter a word.

While being beaten by the minister, he could vaguely hear someone say:

"Where's Lao Wang? Did you eat Lao Wang, you bastard? Spit Lao Wang out!"

"How dare you impersonate Lao Wang, you evil beast!"

With a "slap", the fist turned into a slap and hit him hard in the face.

Gong Shuying was completely dumbfounded!

How do they know I'm a fake? How can they tell?

[I clearly didn't show any abnormality at all, how did they see that?]

Ministers: How do we know your identity? Of course, we heard it with our ears!

"Haha, how would we know your identity? You, a mere beast, dare to act wildly in the hall, you're courting death!"

Before Gong Shuying could even show shock when he heard this, someone slapped him in the face again.

“Snap—”

The sound of applause rang out one after another in the hall.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!" The recorder had never seen such an intense scene before. He held a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, and wrote quickly on the paper. The pen tip was so fast that it was on fire. He really wished he had eight hands.

Although the clerk's pen was about to burst into flames as he wrote, he still took the time to kick the beast a few times with his free foot.

Wanwan, who was sitting nearby, had never seen such a scene before. She could not help but stare with wide eyes and watched with great interest while cracking melon seeds.

【This is much more interesting than singing and dancing~】

The three people who heard Wanwan's inner voice again were slightly surprised. They could hear Wanwan's inner voice again.

Gong Shuying: [Ahhh, a bunch of lunatics! A bunch of psychopaths]

Ministers: You still have the energy to scold us and take our kick!

When the tyrant, the prince, and Xiao Moqing heard Wanwan's thoughts again, they could also hear the puppeteer's thoughts.

They couldn't help but worry whether the ministers present could also hear Wanwan's thoughts, but seeing that the ministers were busy beating the puppeteer, they probably couldn't hear it.

The tyrant heaved a sigh of relief when he learned that he was the only one who could hear the little girl's inner voice. He said that as the little girl's father, the father and daughter were connected by heart, so how could others hear it?

Just as the tyrant was secretly happy in his heart, his eyes could not help but meet those of his silly second son.

Looking at the clear eyes of his second son, he didn't know if it was due to blood or something else, but they both saw in each other's eyes the meaning that you can also hear Wanwan's thoughts.

The tyrant frowned. What? He wasn't the only one who could hear his daughter's thoughts?

Second Prince Xiao Moqing: Father can also hear Wanwan's inner voice?!

Xiao Moqing subconsciously turned his gaze towards the prince not far away.

The tyrant followed his gaze and met the eyes of his eldest son. He suddenly realized that the prince could also hear Wanwan's thoughts.

The prince noticed his father's gaze and nodded respectfully to the tyrant, silently acknowledging everything.

The Tyrant: “…”

He is not the only one destined to be with you!

His two grown-up sons didn't even tell him about such a big thing.

The smiling face of the tyrant.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the huge wind force made everyone present cover their eyes.

The next second, a purple light burst in from outside and knocked to the ground all the ministers who were still fighting with Gong Shuying.

The man was dressed in black, and just looking at his back, he exuded an aura of someone who was not to be messed with.

After knocking down those who were disrespectful to his master, Han Ren quickly walked to Gong Shuying. He half-knelt on the ground and said respectfully to the man who was lying on the ground with his face covered, "I am late. Please forgive me, my master."

Hearing Han Ren's familiar voice, Gong Shuying felt like he had found a savior. He hurriedly grabbed the man's sleeve and said in a hoarse voice, "You're finally here."

The sleeves covering his face were pulled down, revealing Gong Shuying's ridiculous face that was as swollen as a pig's head. Even Han Ren, who had no emotional fluctuations, was frightened by his face.

Wanwan: [Could this be the cold blade?]

Cold Blade?

The Tyrant: Who is Cold Blade?

Xiao Moqing: I understand this question. My sister told me about it before.

Prince: I understand this question too. I heard Wanwan talking about it when I was eavesdropping outside the carriage.

The ministers looked at the man who had suddenly appeared and were about to go up and beat him up when the emperor's voice rang out: "Everyone, step back!"

They are beating us hard now, how can we retreat?

Tyrant: "Danger!"

Although he didn't know who this cold blade would be, he felt a murderous aura from him, and none of his ministers could be his match.

The ministers were still hesitant, but when they heard His Majesty say the word "danger", they all ran behind the tyrant.

Looking at the ministers who suddenly became like quails.

The Tyrant: “…”

Gong Shuying was helped up and looked at the crowd not far away and shouted angrily: "Kill them for me, I want them all dead!"

"Yes, Master."

Just as Han Ren was about to attack, a voice suddenly rang out in the hall:

“Wait!”

Hearing the sound, everyone looked behind them, and when they saw the man walking slowly, they almost consciously made way for him.

With the support of the crowd, Xiao Moqing walked to the center with a cold and handsome face, as if walking like a model.

Wanwan: [Wow~ Second brother is so bking right now, all you need is a pair of jeans]

Wear jeans and put your hands in your pockets to walk more stylishly!

Xiao Moqing: What the hell is a nose? What are jeans? Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand. Is this a compliment?

Xiao Moqing was still wondering what his sister meant when he saw the man named Han Ren slashing at him with a knife.

At that moment, everyone's breathing stagnated. Just as the knife was about to reach his neck, Xiao Moqing immediately closed his eyes and said:

"A Yuan!"

After hearing the word "Ayuan", Han Ren, who was holding the knife, didn't know what was happening to him. His heart suddenly hurt, and his hand holding the knife stopped abruptly.

He looked at the man with his eyes closed in front of him with his cold eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"What did you say? Who is A Yuan?"