"No need to hurry!"
Looking at Marquis Rong'gong not far away.
Feng Feiyi instinctively clenched his fist, which Si Nan keenly noticed, and he began to comfort him with a smile.
"Zhu Han hasn't committed a crime for a while, but habits die hard. Rest assured, he's probably just waiting for an opportunity. Marquis Rong's 'good days' are yet to come!"
When mentioning the 'good days',
Si Nan deliberately emphasized his tone.
The meaning within was self-evident.
"Yeah!"
In the end, Feng Feiyi nodded, quickly composing himself.
Feng Feiyi trusted Si Nan's words and naturally wouldn't think he'd be deceiving him about such matters.
"By the way, shall I join the Imperial Music Bureau later?"
Just as well.
Perhaps due to avenging his vengeance or something else, Feng Feiyi wanted to relax a bit.
Remembering Si Nan's invitation just now, Feng Feiyi responded spontaneously.
"Sure, sure!"
Seeing Feng Feiyi say this, the smile on Si Nan's face deepened considerably.
Indeed.
