C226 Assassination

"Miss, here's your tea." Biying handed the freshly brewed tea to Feng Changge. "Miss, do you think we should find a way to get rid of this Nangong Feihong?" Biying couldn't shake off the memory of their first encounter with Nangong Feihong, recalling her cold, disdainful gaze. It left a bitter taste in her mouth.

"We've already met, just yesterday at the Duke's birthday gathering