Nan Feng shivered.
She couldn't help but tighten her clothes, thinking it must be too cold, and she should go back and buy a coat.
As Nan Feng walked towards her room, she hadn't taken many steps before she saw a person. The person was dressed in extremely noble attire, with exquisite beads adorning their head, their eyes looking very arrogant and overbearing.
"You little wretch, I heard you stole the show in front of His Majesty last night, and a wine bottle sold for hundreds of taels of silver, right?" Huahua blocked Nan Feng's path.
Nan Feng looked at Huahua squarely, thinking to herself that Huahua must be too angry and looking for trouble, "So, what do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?" Huahua took off a string of beads from her head, "This string of beads is worth two taels of silver. I'm giving it to you now. If you can sell it for ten taels, I'll let you off and let it pass. Otherwise, I definitely won't spare you!"