C581 Intent

"I haven't even blamed you yet, and here you are questioning me..." Feng Changge said with a half-smile. Taoyao served the fragrant tea, which Feng Changge accepted, placing it on the table. He turned to Tung Jian and asked, "Do you know who you are? What do you want to achieve? Have you thought about what you're doing now?"

Tung Jian was taken aback by the barrage of questions