Meanwhile, Mu Ning merely chuckled softly while watching her leave.
Did that little princess truly think she could intimidate someone like her?
Someone who had survived countless dark worlds and brutal missions?
What a joke.
Just moments earlier, when Aria had confidently tried to interrupt the negotiation, Mu Ning had suddenly switched their positions and leaned close to her ear.
Her voice had been soft.
But every single word carried terrifying coldness.
"Even if you think you have a chance," Mu Ning whispered calmly, "you should understand one thing. I hate you to the core. I will never give you an opportunity. And if possible…"
A dangerous smile appeared on her lips.
"I might even take your throne away one day. So it would be best for you to leave right now."
Earlier, when Aria leaned toward her, the princess had actually shamelessly suggested something outrageous.
