"Pu!"
A loud fart sound came out and the secret guards looked at each other in shock then stared strangely at Han Rong who looked angry and embarrassed, like he was about to kill someone.
Feng Jiu walked out from the back courtyard, followed by the three women. Perhaps they were alarmed by Winter's present appearance, at this point, their heads were lowered respectfully as they walked three steps behind Feng Jiu. Their coquettishness was reserved and they showed only respect and humbleness at this point.
"What's wrong now?" Feng Jiu glanced at the angry Han Rong and frowned slightly, covering her nose and mouth: "You are too rude!"
"Pu!"
As soon as Feng Jiu's voice fell, she heard Han Rong release a loud fart again. Suddenly, his whole face flushed red, he had never been so embarrassed in his entire life before and felt the years of his prestige ruined by this one fart.
