"She's from the Xi Yan Imperial Family."
Upon hearing this, Madam Zhan's heart skipped a beat, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Zhan Yi, who had just walked in, overheard the statement. He asked in confusion, "Who's from the Xi Yan Imperial Family?"
Madam Zhan snapped back to her senses. She hurried to the door, glanced around, and then pulled it shut.
"Huh? Who's from the Xi Yan Imperial Family?" Zhan Yi asked again.
"Be quiet," Madam Zhan snapped, turning her head.
Chastised again, Zhan Yi scratched his head, confused. "What's happening?"
"The Emperor isn't looking for a thief. He's looking for a woman, a member of the Xi Yan Imperial Family," Madam Zhan said gravely after securing the door and walking back.
"I don't care who he's looking for or which country's royalty she is. It has nothing to do with us." Zhan Yi was unconcerned. It was no secret that the Emperor had a taste for beautiful women in his youth.
Furious, Madam Zhan raised her hand and smacked him.
