C587 Talk to the Motu

Feng Changge walked forward, placing her hand in Yue Jingchen's palm. She turned, her eyes cold and piercing, as if she could see right through Fong Ke's every thought.

"Bring her up!"

A few members of the Royal Guard escorted the young woman into the hall. Her long hair was disheveled, and she looked quite the mess.

Feng Changge approached Fong Ke with a cold smile and whispered