C839 Tenacity

Upon hearing these words, an angry flame seemed to surge into Ji Yuanzhi's chest.

"Pah!"

She subconsciously charged forward, Yang Qi's snow-white wrist viciously slapped Du Hee's face.

"Shut up!" "Is the Son of Heaven something you can slander like this?" Ji Yuanzhi snapped sternly.

Suddenly, half of Du Hee's face became completely red