Di Yuan's face darkened, he clenched his fists, veins popping out, and shouted angrily:

"Di Youyou, come back!"

Di Youyou gritted his teeth and said, "Although my cousin is usually indifferent to Youyou, she is still your blood relative. Lord Emperor, please spare her life and cripple her."

Qingfeng couldn't help but clench his fists and cursed in his heart, where the hell did this idiot come from?

Suddenly, a deep voice suddenly rang out, as cold and penetrating as if it came from the depths of hell:

"Who do you think you are?"

The next moment, Di Youyou's body seemed to be hit hard by some force and flew directly into the corner, coming into direct contact with the flowerpot.

Her head sank into the mud and she fainted completely.

Everyone was shocked and didn't even bother to look at Di Youyou. All their attention was on this Lord Emperor.

Lord Emperor really doesn't like women. He didn't even look at Di Youyou and directly knocked her away.

Everyone swallowed silently. When Lord Emperor appeared, the temperature around them became cold.

Patriarch Diqian was quite satisfied with his previous attack, but asked seriously, "What is your purpose in coming to my Di family, Emperor?"

“…asking for status.” The Emperor’s gaze met Yun Zheng’s directly, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Patriarch Diqian frowned, not understanding what he meant. "What do you mean by asking for status?"

Everyone was also confused.

What they were concerned about was that the Emperor actually used the word "ask"!

"Ahem..." Yun Zheng coughed uncomfortably, reached out and tugged at the sleeve of the white-haired old woman, and smiled shyly, "Grandmother, Rong Shuo is actually my partner."

When these words were spoken, everyone present suspected that they had heard it wrongly.

Partner?!

"Junior Rong Shuo greets the great-grandmother."