Zhao Feng met the old man’s gaze and saw a chilling, murderous light flicker in its depths. He considered for a moment, then gave a slight, deliberate nod.
“Who was it?”
The confirmation sent Li Muchen into a rage. To inflict such an indignity on a seven-year-old… those pampered young misses of the inner courts had truly lost all sense of propriety.
Zhao Feng simply shook his head. “I don’t want to say. Not yet.”
“Why not?” Li Muchen
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