Poor Little Feng Xun

The chief steward said, "…I think they were after a good-looking teenage boy."

"A teenage boy?" Lady Northern Feng was bewildered. "Why is he after a teenage boy?"

Lady Northern Feng couldn't for the life of her figure it out. "Xiao Wu, just tell me. What did your Brother Ah Xun do this time?"

Feng Wu looked conflicted.

But in fact, she was thrilled inwardly!

Hahaha!

"Feng Xun, that's what you get for chasing me half the night! An eye for an eye!" thought Feng Wu.

Despite her excitement, Feng Wu kept her face demure and serious. "…Well, it's no big deal."

Lady Northern Feng threw a dirty look at Feng Wu.

"If that really is the case, then why did she skip breakfast and rush here at this hour? It has to be very big," thought Lady Northern Feng.

"Just tell me —" Lady Northern Feng prompted her.

Feng Wu asked, "Do you really want to hear it?"