Tang Zi bit her lip softly. She stared at Feng Ruqing but no words came out of her mouth.
Feng Ruqing shrugged and left the place after she had put down the teapots. She knew that she was not welcomed.
Until she was gone, Tang Zi and the rest of the troop members did not open their mouths to stop her from leaving.
"Tang Zi, this Divine-Spirit Fruit juice… Is it authentic?" The woman in a purple attire muttered softly, "Last time, when General Nalan was preparing to go for a battle, she had brought him a pot of tea to send him off. The general thought she had transformed into a better person so he drank it happily. However, he ended up having diarrhea and it had affected his departure to the battlefield…"
She had done too many evil things to the extent that people did not believe her anymore.
Finally, Tang Zi made up her mind and lifted the teapot and poured herself a small cup of juice.
