I truly never expected you to be so harsh on your own daughter for the sake of an outsider. Oh dear, I really love your adopted daughter.

"Yin Emei, if you dare to spout nonsense again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"What, you're getting impatient? That's right, if you really cared about your own daughter, you wouldn't have abandoned her in the wilderness when she was still a baby."

After all, what mother would have the heart to abandon her own daughter? This clearly shows you don't love your biological daughter at all!

"Nonsense! You're talking nonsense!"

Yin Jiao'e broke down.

"How could I possibly abandon my own daughter? She's my flesh and blood, the one I carried for ten months."

"There's no need to hide it there. Judging from how your family treated Yunying after she returned to your side, you abandoned her on your own initiative back then."

After saying that, she beckoned to the other guests and said, "Come on, everyone, be the judge. Is this how a mother should act?"

He finally found his own daughter after she had been lost, only to have her disowned.

He always thought of his adopted daughter for all the benefits, yet he treated his own flesh and blood cruelly in every way.

Tell me, is this how a mother acts?

Instantly, the chatter inside the inn grew louder, filled with mockery and ridicule directed at Yin Jiao'e.

"Holy crap, is this for real? There really are such wicked mothers in the world? This is truly an eye-opener."

"As the saying goes, it's better to raise a child than to give birth to one, but no matter what, you can't mistreat your own child like this. This woman looks so refined and elegant, but I never expected her to be so vicious."

"What's going on? Is this some kind of story about a real and a fake heiress? The fake heiress is superior to the real heiress, and the real heiress deserves to be bullied, right?"

"Now that you mention it, I can picture it right in front of my eyes. What a terrible mother she is."

"That must be her adopted daughter, right? I saw right through her sharp-tongued and mean nature. According to the plot..."

At this point, she should have already engaged in an unspeakable relationship with her fiancé, who should have belonged to the real heiress.

"You can imagine what kind of treatment that real heiress suffered at home. If it were me, I would turn evil and scatter all the ashes of that family into the sea."

"Don't damage the environment. Instead, dig up their ancestral graves and send them to Da Zhou to participate in the 0 yuan purchase event."

Yin Jiao'e's face turned pale and then flushed, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

The poor Su siblings were also implicated and were humiliated and indignant when they were confronted.

Knowing that she couldn't stay at the inn any longer, Yin Jiao'e immediately got up, checked out, and fled with her siblings.

As soon as they left, Yin Emei immediately booked a room. Watching her eldest sister's family flee in a disheveled state, she couldn't help but sneer.

"Wentian, Wenxin, you must remember that if you ever meet Su Yunying in the future, you must treat her with respect and never look down on her because of her status."

"Yes, Mother, there's no need for further explanation. We understand."

The Mo siblings nodded earnestly to their mother, offering no rebuttal what she said.

...

Meanwhile, inside the imperial palace of Daliang City.

Inside a luxurious palace, a young man dressed in a dragon robe is curled up in bed reading a comic book.

As he watches, he starts doing his craft for you.

Just as he was in high spirits, his cultivation was about to soar to the heavens and enter the saint mode, a violent roar interrupted his excitement.

"Damn it! Who is this person who dares to interrupt my chain of crafts in broad daylight? They must be courting death!"

The boy stood up and started cursing, not forgetting to pull up his half-off underpants as he did so.

Liang Hao stood in the palace, looked around, and finally nodded, saying, "I think this place is nice. We can stay here until the Immortal Martial Arts Competition ends. Big brother and little sister should be satisfied."

He then glanced at the boy and said directly, "Alright, this is none of your business. You can get lost."

The boy, his hair adorned with question marks, exclaimed, "What do you mean? You want me to get lost? Do you know who I am?"

*Snap*

He was met with a resounding slap.

"What, you want to compare backgrounds the moment you meet? Kid, why are you so reckless at such a young age?"

The boy covered his burning left cheek in disbelief; it was the first time in his life he had ever been punched.

Or is it a slap in the face?

"Damn it, you dare to hit me? The dignity of the royal family cannot be insulted! Today I'll show you the power of the Great Liang royal family!"

Damn it, even teenagers have tempers. He immediately stood up, ready to fight Liang Hao to the death.

As a result, Liang Hao didn't even glance at him, and directly slapped him across the face, sending him flying back onto the bed.

"Damn, are all Body Tempering Realm cultivators this brave now?"

They actually dare to challenge someone at the Nirvana Realm! This world is truly insane!

It is necessary to highlight the necessity of the judiciary so that the world can get back on track.

Two slaps made the boy realize the reality.

He immediately stood up and cautiously asked Liang Hao, "Who are you, and what brings you to my palace?"

"I? You are the emperor of this Wu Kingdom?"

The boy felt like a thousand alpacas were stampeding through his mind: "Damn it, is he only just realizing it now? I've reminded him so many times!"

"But it's all good now. Since my identity has been exposed, I might as well stop pretending. I'm going to unleash my imperial might, and you'll just have to tremble."

The next second, however, came Liang Hao's impatient voice: "I'm asking you a question. Are you deaf? Is it the emperor who needs to give a straight answer?"

"That's right, it really is the Emperor of Wu Kingdom, Wu Yousheng!"

The boy immediately adopted the majesty of an emperor and began to fantasize about the wonderful scene of the person in front of him kneeling at his feet, crying and begging for his life.

but……

"Since you're the emperor, that makes things easier. I have something to discuss with you. During the Immortal Martial Arts Tournament, we plan to stay in your palace."

You're responsible for all our needs, from food to lodging. If you do anything to displease me, I, on behalf of the judiciary, will slap you to death, you tyrant! Understand?