"This old geezer, does he really think it's easy to bully us orphans and widows? I'll go meet him right now and see what he wants to explain!" Lu Nianxin stood up abruptly, cursing.
Han Yan's forehead was slightly sweating again. Both her sons and daughter were alive and well, and her eldest son was even the king of a nation. How could they be called orphans and widows? When chatting earlier, Han Yan had learned that her grandfather, the Emperor, hadn't passed away. He had abdicated in favor of Yue Fanyi after he came of age and started focusing on long-term seclusion and cultivation.
