Princess Mingxia looked utterly helpless.
At this moment, someone emerged from the Prince Mansion.
"Big sister, the third brother simply won't listen to persuasion. How about I try to persuade him again? He has no silver and nowhere to go once he leaves the Prince Mansion."
Princess Mingxia walked up to Feng Bailing.
"He's a grown man with both hands and feet, and he's a mercenary. He's not going to starve to death. Over these years, he's taken a lot of silver from Prince Shun's Mansion. He's always been rude to you and Dugu Wu, it's about time he was taught a proper lesson."
Feng Bailing pondered.
"I see you've sorted out the welfare accounts very clearly. Would you be interested in seeking a job opportunity? My friend's chamber of commerce is in need of an accountant."
Feng Bailing glanced around.
Just now, she seemed to sense something.
But in the blink of an eye, the presence vanished. It wasn't an assassin, so Feng Bailing didn't take it to heart.
