Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Some of the servants rushed outside, only to find the courtyard in total disarray, no different from the chaos in the main hall.

His face ashen and lifeless, Noah stepped forward and bowed. "Has your anger been fully vented, Your Highness?"

Rafael remained silent, his expression cold.

It was Carissa who spoke up instead, "Earl of Gracehold, do you harbor any resentment in your heart?"

Noah gritted his teeth. "I wouldn't dare."

"You wouldn't dare?" Carissa's face was devoid of any warmth. "It's best if you don't. Because next time, I promise you, the estate will be leveled to the ground."

Noah had witnessed the grandeur of her wedding and knew that behind Carissa stood not only the Hell Monarch's household, but also a number of martial artists. In fact, there were even two martial artists affiliated with her currently stationed here in his own household.

Forget leveling the estate-if Carissa wanted, she could kill everyone in Gracehold Estate without leaving a trace.

Tonight, Noah had brought utter shame upon his ancestors. If word of tonight's events spread, he wouldn't be able to show his face to anyone.

He didn't know how to respond to Carissa, but Samuel shouted angrily, "Those who oppress others will inevitably face retribution!"

into a cold smile. "Oh, you're one of the top scholars of the national examination, right? Are you planning to gather the scholars in the capital tomorrow to write articles condemning the Hell

How had she

and wiped the blood from his mouth. "Are you afraid now? It's too late. Unless you cut off my hands, I will

writing articles, shouldn't go to waste. Just make sure you write well. Make sure to reference all the classics, and talk about loyalty, respect, righteousness, and integrity—if any of your actions can still be considered

write about her role today. Let the world

What does the duchess needing bed rest have to do

to

felt down the steps on her own, yet Samuel, unable to distinguish right from wrong, blamed

faces shifted with a mix of emotions, their gazes

could you treat her like that? She's your

to push her. She's so jealous that she can't stand any

are? How dare you interrupt when

Alana, especially after she had

with me. Neither I nor Leah are your servants. We are here to protect Lady Leona. You harmed

claim

scoundrels and