Clamor

"Your Royal Highness, are you going to the Yan manor?" Feng gave Jun Linyuan a knowing look.

Jun Linyuan narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and darted an arrogant look at Feng. "Why? I can't?"

The Yan manor would never be given such an honor if it wasn't for that girl.

"Of course you can. Would you like a plain carriage or…" Feng asked attentively.

Jun Linyuan darted another arrogant look at Feng. "It's been a while since I last used my guards of honor and you guys are out of practice. It's time to put them to use now."

Feng was speechless.

The Yan manor.

Feng Wu sat at her table, surrounded by all the murmurs and smirks.

Some stared at her openly, while others stole glances at her.

Some were curious and some jeered.

There was both sympathy and contempt.

However, Feng Wu, the center of attention, kept her gaze on her chopsticks and enjoyed her meal, as if all the clamor had nothing to do with her.