Peng Yu's face showed no sign of joy or pleasure. Instead, she looked so disgusted she seemed about to retch. So why was she acting this way?
The Golden Small Sword couldn't understand, and neither could Song Wanning.
But she was certain that Peng Yu was not this promiscuous by choice.
She must have some kind of agenda.
But none of this had anything to do with them.
Song Wanning's expression turned slightly cold. Only after Peng Yu left did she change direction and head for the Feng Family.
She quickly put the small incident behind her, her mind focused only on how to deal with the Feng Family Patriarch.
Finally, just before sunset, Feng Youming appeared at the gates of the Feng Family estate.
"Netherworld Elder, you've returned?!"
The disciple at the gate greeted her respectfully.
Song Wanning smiled and waved her hand, striding into the Feng Family estate with a carefree air.
