บท 882: His Royal Highness Likes You! (5)

"Come over here —"

Feng Xun led Feng Wu to the back of the pile of snow. Xuan Yi tried to sneak off, but Feng Xun dragged him back.

The three of them were the only ones left in the clearing.

Because of the chilly wind, all three crouched down and formed a circle.

Feng Xun asked Feng Wu right away, "I didn't want to ask you in front of all those people, but we're alone now. My dear sister, what did you say to Boss Jun just then?"

Feng Wu looked the most innocent. "Nothing…"

Feng Xun snorted. "If that's the case, why was Boss Jun so pissed?"

Feng Wu said, "He's always pissed."

Feng Xun rubbed his nose. She was right.

"But he was especially pissed this time! He even forced me into a duel!" Feng Xun had yet to recover from the shock. Patting his chest, he said, "Boss Jun did it once before. He dragged me into a duel last time for no reason, too."

Feng Wu frowned. "…My dear brother, I wouldn't call ass-kicking a duel."