OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 847: Someone Has Avenged You

Liu Qianfang frowned: "Suzhu!"

She turned her gaze to the three people inside the room.

"Who are you, kidnapping my daughter, what do you want?"

The person she was fighting was a masked man.

His eyes were cold, and he directly shut the door.

Among the other two people, a woman was sitting at the table sipping tea, wearing a peony red dress.

The other man, about two meters tall, stood like a small mountain behind the woman in red, silently and fiercely staring at Liu Qianfang.

"You are Liu Qianfang, right? I heard you sought help from the Yanyu Building’s Tower Master to deal with the little princess?"

The woman in red held a teacup in her slender fingers, smiling with eyes narrowed like those of a fox.

Liu Qianfang looked at them warily: "Yes, so what?"

The woman in red cheerfully put down the teacup: "That’s right, we’re looking for you."

She stood up, her gaze on Liu Qianfang like a snake hissing with a flickering tongue.

Cold, ruthless, even with a hint of a smile.

"Liu Qianfang, you’re quite bold, daring to go against the princess. Has no one in Jianghu told you that the current little princess is absolutely untouchable?"

Liu Qianfang chuckled: "I’ve never heard of that rule. I only know, as I work for Yanyu Building, what kind of officials and nobles have I not offended?"

"Today it’s the princess, and you all are scared and cowardly. What kind of Jianghu people does that make you?"

The woman in red covered her mouth, laughing softly.

Her eyes seductive as silk, suddenly moved, and before Liu Qianfang could see clearly, the woman in red was already in front of her.

Liu Qianfang was startled in her heart.

Such amazing Qinggong!

"You’re really foolish, not even finding out what the little princess means to our Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch."

Liu Qianfang was taken aback, frowning in confusion: "Hierarch? What relation does she have with him?"

The woman in red gently caressed Liu Qianfang’s face, her smile not reaching her eyes.

"The Hierarch is the princess’s little uncle. What kind of relation do you think that is, hmm?"

Uncle?!

Liu Qianfang was shocked.

She had only heard that the princess’s mother was missing, never that she had an uncle.

While Liu Qianfang was in a daze, the woman in red had already walked over to An Suzhu and pinched her chin.

The woman in red’s sharp nails pressed against An Suzhu’s cheek, causing her to cry in pain: "Auntie, please tell them to let me go, I have nothing to do with this!"

Liu Qianfang snapped back to her senses, frowning as she reprimanded: "Don’t touch my daughter! Otherwise, if I decide to fight to the death, Yanyu Building will not sit idly by!"

The woman in red and her companions exchanged glances and all burst into laughter.

The laughter was eerie, mocking.

"Foolish." The woman in red’s voice was alluring.

She smiled slyly: "We work for the Hierarch, even a mere Yanyu Building must follow the Hierarch’s orders."

"If we wanted to deal with Yanyu Building, it would be as easy as crushing an ant. What do your words count for?"

"Hmm, we’ve said enough. We ought to take something back for reward. I quite like your daughter’s skin, so I’ll take it as my prize."

Liu Qianfang lunged forward: "No!"

The masked man behind her suddenly reached out and choked her neck.

A tragedy quietly unfolded on this snowy night.

When Feng Fuce and Bai Zhi’er returned to the palace,

they found the Imperial Guard gathered at the Imperial City Gate, every one of them frowning.

Feng Fuce smelled an unusually bloody scent.

Bai Zhi’er also saw a bloody mess on the ground surrounded by the Imperial Guard.

"Brother Ce, what is that?" The little one asked in confusion.

Feng Fuce immediately reined in his horse.

"You stay here, I’ll go have a look."