Feng Fuce brushed off the dust from his clothes.
He said nonchalantly, "There's nothing urgent right now. Even if I need to report Zhao Tao's plan to the Emperor, it can wait until the morning court."
"In that case, why don't I accompany you to find Prince Kang now."
After all, this is a brothel.
If he let the little rascal roam freely here, who knows what she might encounter.
Thinking of this, Feng Fuce felt a sudden anger towards Prince Kang.
If it weren't for his frivolity in coming to this place and worrying the little rascal, would she have come looking?
Zhi'er nodded and smiled sweetly, "Okay!"
She reached out her small hand, and Feng Fuce took it naturally.
Just as they exited the door, they encountered Lei Hu leading a group of Asura guards.
"Forgive me, Marquis, your subordinate is late!" Lei Hu cupped his hands, filled with remorse.
Feng Fuce's gaze was cold and steady, "No matter, just a few riffraff. You call two people to handle this place."
