C266 A Contest of Ideas(5)

The cold moon hung high in the sky. Within the palace, the maids and eunuchs quietly retreated, leaving behind only Huaimo and a few others. She looked condescendingly at Shen Shuyi, who was half-kneeling on the ground and had yet to get up.

"There is no need for the High Priest to be so courteous. Get up and speak." Huai Mo Yan lightly waved his hand