Lord Chu immediately stepped forward. His face was completely pale, and there was no longer any trace of his former arrogance remaining in his expression.
He lowered his head and bowed deeply toward Su Qinglan, his body rigid. "Lady Su, this old man sincerely apologizes for what happened here today."
His voice was filled with deep desperation and apparent sincerity. "I hope you can forgive my foolish daughter. She was blinded by anger and truly did not know what she was doing."
Su Qinglan looked down at him silently. Then, a sharp, mocking sneer broke across her face. "Forgive her?"
Lord Chu's heart tightened violently in his chest.
Su Qinglan folded her arms across her chest, her posture supreme and cold. "So, you are only apologizing to me now because I am An Mo's female?"
Lord Chu's expression stiffened instantly, his throat growing dry.
Su Qinglan's smile became noticeably colder. "What if I wasn't? What if I were just a weak, lowly female from a lower domain?"
