"Feng Yutang, are you a deity or a demon?" she asked, "You should be well aware of your own place."
As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, Feng Yutang's face had already turned quite ugly. He could naturally understand the implied meaning behind her words. Jiang Li was the Grand Secretary's daughter, and her master was Princess Yongning. When Jiang Li confronted Yongning, both sides had powerful families to back them up, while he was just a lowly County Magistrate. That was an unchangeable fact. No matter what, if he were to be sacrificed, it would just be an insignificant matter.
Feng Yutang felt extremely troubled. Jiang Li's arrival was sudden, giving him no time to prepare. Yet, after a brief conversation, it was clear that Jiang Li was not someone who could be easily dismissed. She had her own strong opinions and did not have the naivety typically found in a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl.
She even seemed somewhat frightening.