"Your Highness, why is this part of you still so unresponsive?" Beauty Yu looked at Han Ming Hong's unaffected body, and her glassy eyes showed a trace of shock. She gazed at Han Ming Hong in disbelief.

Han Minghong once again kicked Beauty Yu away and yelled loudly, "Someone, come here!"

The servant stormed in. Upon seeing the beauty on the ground beneath Han Minghong whose entire body was emitting a chilly air, the servant didn't dare to look any longer. He bowed and asked, "Your Highness?"

"Get this wretched maid out!" Han Minghong said darkly.