"By the way, Envoy Li… what exactly happened inside the capital?"
Her crimson eyes rested on him with quiet interest.
"From what we gathered… it seems it was largely related to you."
Li Feng's hand, which had been slowly moving upward from her waist and was just brushing against the soft warmth underside of those large breasts, paused at the question.
The lewd smile on his face gradually faded.
In its place settled a calm expression as he looked straight at the woman beside him.
"…Instead of asking me… you're the one who should be answering my question."
With that, his hand moved up and gripped one of her large breasts roughly over the fabric.
The soft mass filled his palm at once… so full and heavy that even his large hand couldn't fully contain it.
His fingers sank into the yielding flesh through the robe, squeezing with open force.
Fen Ling was a little surprised.
Not so much by the hand on her chest, but by the sudden calm in his tone and expression.
