Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
No! Please don’t!
Just leave! Right now!
However, Feng Xun ignored Feng Wu completely. “Shush, you dishonest woman. You’re trying too hard! Don’t you ever get shy?”
Feng Wu: !!!
“You’re screaming in ecstacy inside. Don’t for one minute think you can fool me...” Feng Xun mumbled.
Feng Wu really wanted to scream now. Go to hell!
Feng Xun darted a look at Feng Yiran. “You’re happy that we’re staying, right?”
“Yes! Of course!” Feng Yiran nodded immediately! Wholeheartedly! Sparing no effort!
Feng Xun glanced at Feng Wu again. “See? That’s how normal people react. You’re such a hypocrite.”
Feng Wu was baffled! Screw you! He deserved to have the juice stolen from him, and she no longer felt any guilt over what she had done!
Feng Xun dismissed what Feng Wu had to say altogether. Seeing the disappointed look on Mayor Bi’s face, he snapped his fingers and said, “Mayor Bi, Boss Jun has a very important task for you.”
Mayor Bi’s face lit up. “It’ll be my greatest honor!”
As long as the crown prince didn’t give him the cold shoulder, he would do anything.
Running errands for Jun Linyuan would create opportunities to interact and make contacts. Wasn’t that how relationships were built?
Of course, even if the crown prince found him too unworthy to interact with, he could still fawn on Young Lord Feng here.
At that thought, Mayor Bi bowed and asked in humble reverence, “How can I be of service?”
Feng Xun fell silent for a brief moment at that question...
All eyes were already on Feng Xun. Hence, everyone saw the strange look on his face. It almost seemed like he was too embarrassed to speak...
“Young Lord?” Seeing the conflicted young lord, who ground his teeth one moment and was completely furious the next, Mayor Bi felt his stomach churn. What on earth had happened to elicit such a reaction?
“We need you to find a person for us.” Feng Xun clenched his fists and stared at Mayor Bi. “Hold on!”
He then darted a look at Feng Wu. “Fetch me a writing brush, ink, and paper.”
Feng Wu smacked her forehead. Was she his servant now? Why did he order her around so casually?
Moreover, her heart lurched at Feng Xun’s request, for it gave her a very bad feeling... but it went as quickly as it hit her, and she couldn’t put her finger on it.
Feng Wu didn’t move, but more than enough people were willing to do the job.
Feng Liu had already dashed out. She returned in no time with all the stationery needed. With a smile on her face, she went up to Feng Xun. “Young Lord, here are the things you asked for.”
“Alright.”
Laying a sheet of rice paper on the table, Feng Xun picked up the writing brush, dipped it in the ink, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.
He looked reassured when he opened his eyes again.
Whoosh —
The strokes of the writing brush were heavy and soft in turn on the paper... before long, a slim figure appeared!
When her eyes landed on it, Feng Wu felt like she had been struck by a thunderbolt and she could hear the blood rushing in her ears!
Feng Xun finished the sketch in three minutes. Then, with a wave of his hand, the ink dried.
Tossing the drawing to Mayor Bi, he said through gritted teeth, “If I’ve guessed right, this ugly girl is right here in Northern Border City now. Find her and bring her in!”