Chapter 1101: Xuanji Sect Leader, Known as Little Ninth Master

Han Yong’an narrowed his eyes, staring at the quiet woman standing not far away with her gaze lowered.

He couldn’t deny it: she was a beauty.

Red lips and white teeth, both seductive and pure, and on her person a kind of temperament tempered by the years.

If he had seen a beauty like this before, he shouldn’t have forgotten.

Han Yong’an’s eyes ran up and down Gu Jin, his expression first puzzled, then his face shifted to caution.

He remembered!

"This minister is terrified!"

Because of Han Yong’an’s words, Wanqi Yanghong’s bent body dipped even lower.

He looked extremely fearful, yet his voice remained calm and unruffled.

Han Yong’an withdrew his gaze, the jade-green thumb ring on his hand turning faster and faster.

He slowly lowered his eyes, quietly hiding the darkness and viciousness in their depths.

After a moment, he let out a low laugh, his tone careless: "Terrified? What do you all have to be terrified of? All these years—military, politics, finances—which of them hasn’t been under your control? Given time, are you planning to replace me?!"

"My loyalty can be attested by sun and moon; I beg Your Majesty to take back those words."

Wanqi Yanghong straightened up, revealing that resolute, loyal face of his, his eyes clear and devoted, as if he truly were loyal to the Royal Family to the bone.

Han Yong’an smiled with playful malice, his gaze shifting, sweeping over to Gu Jin standing behind him.

He pointed a finger at her: "This is your loyalty—bringing a stranger into Chen Palace? What is it that your Wanqi Family intends to do?!"

The calm on Wanqi Yanghong’s face vanished in an instant; he stepped in front of Gu Jin at once, and Wanqi Jingyi’s movement matched his father’s to a tee.

The attendants in the room also rushed to stand in front of Han Yong’an and Han Yixuan, and the two sides quickly squared off.

In the conference room, the atmosphere tightened in an instant.

The careful caution on Gu Jin’s face faded; she lifted her slender, fair fingers and took the glasses from the bridge of her nose, the corners of her lips curving in a helpless arc.

She hadn’t expected that before she did anything at all, her identity would already be exposed like this.

The capabilities of the Royal Family really couldn’t be underestimated.

She just didn’t know where she had slipped up.

Wanqi Yanghong quickly realized just how foolish his move to shield Gu Jin had been.

He’d panicked for a moment and ended up doing something that only drew attention.

Utterly foolish!

Regret was useless now.

Even at this moment, Wanqi Yanghong still bore the pressure and argued: "This child is a relative from our family, and also the new secretary I hired. Today is her first day entering the palace; it’s inevitable she might do something amiss. I ask Your Majesty’s forgiveness."

Han Yong’an didn’t bother to respond to him; his sharp gaze shot straight at Gu Jin, blocked behind them.

Gu Jin’s beautiful eyes met his calmly, a faint smile on her face, and she even gave him a slight nod, as if greeting him.

The vicious glint in Han Yong’an’s eyes spread outward, the killing intent around him no longer concealed.

He spoke coldly: "Sect Leader of Xuanji Sect, Gu Jin, Golden Core Cultivation, closely connected to the Darwin Family Head, with some renown in Beijing, known as Little Ninth Master—tell me, am I wrong?"

"So it’s her?!"

On hearing her father’s words, Han Yixuan immediately sat up straight, her jealous gaze shooting toward Gu Jin.

Gu Jin stepped out from behind Wanqi Yanghong and Wanqi Jingyi, father and son.

She performed an Italian noble’s etiquette salute toward the two seated in the main positions.

This was part of Allen and Kasi’s daily lessons; she executed it with great familiarity, carrying an unspeakable grace and beauty.

"That’s right. To be known by two such eminently distinguished personages is truly my honor."

"Kill her!"

Han Yong’an’s gaze was heavy as he issued the order to the people behind him.