"!!!"
Oreos's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the graceful and magnificent Lady of the Golden Iris.
"Mother... what are you talking about?"
"I'm saying you should relinquish your position as City Lord. Only under Duke Qinghui's leadership can White Rock City prosper."
The beautiful noblewoman looked at her son, her expression impassive, and said flatly,
"This isn't a joke. I have already spoken seriously with Duke Qinghui. If White Rock City is to have a future, if our small family is to survive the coming storm, we must attach ourselves to a powerhouse. And Duke Qinghui..."
The Lady of the Golden Iris paused, brushing a lock of golden hair from her shoulder with one hand. She then caressed Westheid's chest, her lovely face flushed red.
"Duke Qinghui is the powerhouse who can protect us. I have already secured his forgiveness for your previous disrespectful offense. So, hand over White Rock City now. This is the best outcome for us."
