An Ning wanted to assert that it wasn't necessary, but the dizziness in her body reminded her that the consequences of defiance were likely beyond what she could bear.
Therefore, even though she was reluctant, she had to accept An Bingfeng's arrangements.
After An Ning was helped away by Xinghua, Li Mengjun, who had been knocked to the ground, instantly felt a cold gaze land on her.
Forcing herself to look up, she saw that the owner of that gaze was the one she had admired for years.
Li Mengjun now understood that the sword she had just used to wound An Ning must have already been seen by An Bingfeng.
"My... my lord, please forgive me. It was a moment of impulse where I couldn't control myself and hurt the young lady. I hope you can give me a chance to make up for my mistake, for the sake of the young master."
"For the sake of An Yu?" An Bingfeng retorted, "If not for the sake of An Yu, do you think you could have stayed at the Prime Minister Residence for so many years?"
