"Little friend, don't be anxious. Let's talk in my residence. It's quiet there and nobody will disturb us."
Yun Feng shook her head. "No need. We can talk here."
The round fatty suddenly stopped and turned around with a smile. "Yes, yes. We'll talk here as you say, Feng Yun."
Yun Feng stood there and raised her brows slightly, waiting for the round fatty to speak. The round fatty's chubby body trembled and he licked his dry lips with his thick red tongue. He rubbed his hands and asked obsequiously, "Feng Yun, what's your relationship with that lord?"
That lord? Yun Feng was silent for a few seconds. "The lord you're talking about…"
"It's the one you got from somewhere, Feng Yun… Um, that person must have a good relationship with you, Feng Yun."
Yun Feng glanced at the fatty. "Indeed. We're very close."
