Last supper

"So do you want me to continue with the story or do you want me to skip it?" Feng Xi asked. "Anyways, there is only a little part left. Or maybe I should let Uncle Long tell you the rest of the story after all the remaining part is all about Long Xun's suffering and my most favorite part." Feng Xi smiled.

"What do you say, Uncle Long? Want to tell my golden bird about how I made Long Xun my puppet?" she asked.

Long Yixuan looked at her with a complicated look. After a sigh, he decided to try again. "Feng Xi, please.... let them go," he begged helplessly.

Feng Xi laughed. " Let them go? Why would I let them go? Am I a fool to do that?"