As she spoke, her dignified and sharp gaze swept across everyone present.
However, Quentin nonchalantly drank his black tea as if he was there just to make up the numbers.
Those from the Leonard family avoided her gaze and did not intend to interfere.
Among the three giants present, only Elder Xue, on her right, took a deep breath and asked worriedly, "Empress, what do you want to do?"
Nie Qingru saw the situation clearly and clenched her fists tightly. The veins on the back of her hand bulged. However, she did not show it on her face. "My idea is very simple. Stop them midway before they get to Beijing!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, Quentin put down his teacup and mocked, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"
Nie Qingru looked at him unhappily. "What do you mean, Archbishop?"
