"Luo Xuan, stop wasting your breath on him," Ye Qianning's languid voice called out.
Upon hearing her, Luo Xuan kicked open the main gate of the Prime Minister's residence. The steward, caught completely off guard, stumbled backward and fell to the ground.
"You… You… How can you be so barbaric?"
Luo Xuan raised his hand and pressed a dagger to the steward's neck. The steward was so scared he trembled from head to toe.
Ye Qianning pushed open the carriage door and stepped out. The Hidden Guards followed her in perfect formation.
The steward had expected Xiang Minghou, so he was shocked to see a small child of five or six emerge from the carriage.
Ye Qianning stood before the gates of the Prime Minister's residence. She looked up at the large sign, pointed a small finger, and said, "That's an eyesore."
A Hidden Guard leaped into the air, drew his sword, and slashed.
CRACK!
The enormous sign was split down the middle, crashing to the ground an instant later.
