He pulled Chunyu Meng along and grabbed Feng Zhiwei's shoulder as they passed her, smiling: "This prince does not want to go up to such a stuffy place, let's sit in the shelter for officials, both of you come with me."
Feng Zhiwei stiffened.
This man's hand, at the most suitable time, "casually" gripped her arm, and her shoulder immediately fell numb.
She had been too foolish!
She already knew that he was the number one fox in all of Tian Sheng Dynasty, and she had actually already been celebrating success! As she had moved to the side, she had given him the best opening!
As cold Qi passed into her shoulder, piercing into her blood and slowing her muscles and joints. She slowly lifted her head, and smiled through gritted teeth: "Many thanks for your Highness' favor."
