บท 1821: Beautiful Master (2)

Feng Liu, Feng Yiran, I've forgiven you twice, but you still won't repent. Fine! thought Feng Liu.

"Kiddo?" Seeing the look on Feng Wu's face, the white fairy reminded her, "They're targeting your family now. Be careful."

"I know."

The look in Feng Wu's eyes was like an icy blade, and she remained completely calm.

"Pass command of the treasure hall to me." Feng Wu stared at the white fairy.

Normally, the white fairy would tease Feng Wu, but seeing that she was genuinely angry, the white fairy gave in and obediently handed Feng Wu a wooden plate about 30cm long.

Just then, they heard footsteps outside the hall.

Feng Wu found the sound familiar. Looking up, she saw that it indeed belonged to her acquaintances.

It was Feng Xun, Xuan Yi, and the seventh prince.

"I heard you from all the way over there, talking about Feng Wu and her mother. What's that about?"