Luo Feng did not know what else the Cold Moon Marquis was referring to.
The Cold Moon Marquis sized up Luo Feng, shook his head after a moment, and chuckled, "Nothing."
Seeing the Cold Moon Marquis hesitate, Luo Feng grew even more perplexed, but since the other was unwilling to elaborate, he didn't press further.
"Luo Feng, what do you think... of Hongzhuang?" the Cold Moon Marquis suddenly asked.
"Yue Hongzhuang?"
Luo Feng recalled the exquisite lady in the painting and laughed, "Miss Hongzhuang is stunningly beautiful and her swordsmanship is exceptional; she's truly a perfect combination of talent and beauty. Whoever wins her favor is truly fortunate for three lifetimes."
The Cold Moon Marquis smiled faintly and slowly said, "How about I betroth Hongzhuang to you?"
Luo Feng's hand trembled slightly, startled, as he set down the teacup and smiled bitterly, "Marquis, you must be joking. Haitang told me that Hongzhuang is already engaged."
"Haitang told you that?"
