Just then…
The door opened with a creak.
The two guards immediately straightened their backs.
Lord Jing glanced at them coldly. "What were you talking about?!"
Feng Wu didn't say anything, so Jing Jia said, "My lord, I was only joking with Jing Wei."
Lord Jing didn't have much patience. He said coldly, "Speak!"
Jing Jia didn't expect Lord Jing to get to the bottom of it, so he said, "Jing Wei said that he wanted to become a Spiritual Saint, but I said that he couldn't do it."
"Really?" Lord Jing turned to Feng Wu. "Did you really say that?"
Feng Wu knew that Lord Jin was on the verge of losing his temper, and it wasn't because of her.
Jing Jia kept giving Feng Wu warning glances, telling her to get over it as soon as possible and stop making empty promises. If she couldn't keep her promise, Lord Jing would kill her.
