"If that's the case, why do you question me for being around Moon Tower?" Feng Wu darted a glance at Yan Yan.
Yan Yan didn't know what to say.
Everyone else was confused and Sir Yan asked with a frown, "I sent Lady Tang that pot of grass. Is there a problem?"
Feng Wu smiled a little. "Not with the grass itself, but —
"Miss Yan visited Lady Tang's yard a lot, didn't she?" Feng Wu asked.
"Yes." Lady Tang wasn't here to answer that question and her maid replied for her. Keeping her gaze on Yan Yan, she said, "Miss Yan would come from time to time and she played with that Dark Netherworld Dragon Tongue Grass a lot. We checked the soil in the pot afterward, but everything seemed alright. That was why we didn't think much of it."
"How stupid of you." Feng Wu snorted.
Stupid?
Everyone looked at Feng Wu in bewilderment. What was she talking about?
