"Everyone from here has gone to besiege the Qiuyue Nunnery."
Since they had asked, Fang Shuwen was perfectly willing to answer.
Upon hearing this, the group exchanged bewildered glances.
A man with a black snake coiled around his neck asked quizzically:
"Wasn't it supposed to be a feint? Don't tell me Fengli Xiao was just blowing hot air. Did he not hear what those hypocrites were plotting at all?"
The woman, wrapped head to toe in black, gave a low, cold laugh:
"In King Cao's presence, how would he dare lie?"
A monk with a ruddy complexion shook his head gently:
"Doesn't that make this whole affair rather bizarre?"
"What's so bizarre about it?"
Standing beside the monk was a stunningly beautiful woman. Her gaze swept over Fang Shuwen before she spoke:
"Could it be that Fengli Xiao fell for a trick?
"His movements were discovered, so those hypocrites decided to play along with our plan… turning their feint into a real attack!
