Sorry, Brother Feng Xun

But… when Young Lord Feng took Feng Wu's hand and announced in that overbearing manner that she was his sister and dared anyone who had a problem with it to say something…

They swore they had butterflies in their stomachs!

However, those teenage girls weren't the only ones here. There were also girls like Xuanyuan Ying, Zuo Qingyu, and Dugu Yamo, who thought very highly of themselves.

Zuo Qingyu pursed her lips and mumbled, "I didn't know Feng Wu could pull that off. Feng Xun is so supportive of her. Xiao Ying, forget it. Just let it drop. Feng Xun can be very scary."

Xuanyuan Ying knew Feng Xun could be scary, but it was as Zuo Qingyu had said: If she backed off now, she would lose face for good.

"She's the daughter of the Feng family. What's her relationship with Northern Feng Mansion?" Xuanyuan Ying snorted, unconvinced.

Feng Xun stared at Xuanyuan Ying with cold, cruel eyes and smiled wickedly. "You got a problem with that?"