<h4>Chapter 1117: Come Chat With Me About Life (3)</h4>


    Still garbed in her light armour, Ji Fengyan slowly stepped into the grand hall. She walked before the Fu Xiang Emperor and Ruan Quer, with aplex smile on her delicate face. That smile spoke of neither joy nor anger, but the Fu Xiang Emperor felt that it was the most horrifying thing he had ever seen. He was petrified and stood frozen to the ground. The Fu Xiang Emperor stared at the approaching Ji Fengyan, whose face looked exactly the same as the image on her warrant.


    “What? You appear to be very shocked to see me?” Ji Fengyan’s smiling eyes swept across the Fu Xiang Emperor and Ruan Quer.


    With that one nce, Ruan Quer felt as if all energy had drained from her legs. Her lovely figure trembled uncontrobly and she instinctively clutched at the Fu Xiang Emperor’s arm to stop herself frompletely copsing on the ground.


    “Ji Fengyan... you... how did you arrive here...” Ruan Quer’s exquisite face had gone totally pale. Ji Fengyan was supposed to be killed by the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon—never would she imagine her to be standing right inside the Fu Xiang pce!


    Ruan Quer wanted to scream out but stopped in fright when she looked at that gigantic dragon behind Ji Fengyan, which had blocked up the entire entrance of the grand hall. Even if she were to scream herself hoarse, there was no way those guards on the outside could make their way in.


    “How did Ie here? How? Fu Xiang is so unfriendly that you won’t wee guests?” Ji Fengyan chuckled. Leisurely, she gave a light hop and flew over the heads of the Fu Xiang Emperor and Ruan Quer, and settled herself into the throne.


    The Fu Xiang Emperor looked livid when he saw Ji Fengyan sittingfortably on the most powerful seat in the Kingdom of Fu Xiang. He clenched his fists as his gaze sharpened.


    “Since you are so unweing, I have to help myself.” Ji Fengyan shrugged indifferently. She crossed her slender legs and lifted her chin, looking down nonchntly at the other two people in the hall.


    Ruan Quer gaped at Ji Fengyan. She had never met a person who had the audacity to sit on the Fu Xiang throne, however... a sense of fear rose in Ruan Quer’s heart. It was as if the person sitting on that throne was not a delicate youthful girl, but a terrifying evildoer. She looked towards the Fu Xiang Emperor, but was stunned by what she saw.


    Although the Fu Xiang Emperor looked somewhat livid, there was not much other expression on his face. It was as if hepletely did not mind Ji Fengyan sitting on his throne.


    After keeping silent for a moment, the Fu Xiang Emperor suddenly gave augh at Ji Fengyan’s impudence.


    “The Hua Xia queen is certainly willful. Nevertheless, it is us who have been impolite. We hope you will forgive us for not sending anyone to wee you.”


    The Fu Xiang Emperor’s cordial tone and humble demeanor dumbfounded Ruan Quer. She had thought he would fly into a rage, but... he was not the least bit angry? And was actually being so amicable?