The surroundings inhaled sharply!
Not because of anything else, but because the short and stout man unexpectedly held up the Meihua Spear, aiming it just under the Prime Minister's throat, mere millimeters away, the cold gleaming spearhead was about to pierce into his flesh.
The patrolling guards were about to move forward, but were stopped by Shen Chen's raised hand, and he looked intently at the other party.
Ye Zhi steadfastly refused to admit that she was the third young lady of the Ye Mansion, continuing to speak in a male voice: "Prime Minister Shen, I don't know what you're talking about, but you must immediately order them to leave, or else with your young age, you'll die here, and don't come looking for me as a ghost."
The long spear in her hand remained steady, still resting at the boy's Adam's apple.
However, inside, she was extremely nervous, oh my God, she was threatening the Little Traitor...
