"Feng Wu! I'm going to kill you!" Feng Liu drew out a sword that was hanging on the wall and stabbed at Feng Wu!
The blade glinted!
Feng Wu tilted her head and easily dodged the strike. Grabbing Feng Liu's hand which held the sword with her own right hand, Feng Wu smiled teasingly. "Are you sure you don't need to put some clothes on before killing me?"
Those words were like a hard slap to Feng Liu's face. Her head spun and she was too furious to see things clearly.
Feng Wu barely used any strength and Feng Liu fell back on the bed at her push.
Feng Yiran kept his murderous gaze on Feng Wu.
But Feng Wu wasn't threatened.
She only darted a casual look at them. "Incest, how exotic. You had fun, then you try to blame it on me. Aren't you afraid that I'll tell everyone what you did?"
Feng Liu gripped the sheets so tightly that her knuckles went white.
Feng Yiran thought the same thing.
