Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Tongque gave Feng Wu an arrogant look and frowned at Yan Yue. “Miss Yue, isn’t this inappropriate?”
Yan Yue was attending to Feng Wu’s needs. Seeing Feng Wu eat another strawberry, she made a mental note that she would prepare more strawberries for Feng Wu next time.
Just then, she heard Tongque’s voice.
Yan Yue frowned and glanced at her. “What’s inappropriate?”
Tongque said, “Doesn’t the tower have rules? Chief Yan Yue, you of all people should know what visitors belong to which floor.”
Yan Yue said, “Of course I do.”
Tongque was almost rendered speechless. She snorted and pointed at Feng Wu. “If that’s the case, why is she here on the eighth floor?”
Zuo Qingluan was here because she was a Spiritual King, but why was Feng Wu here?
Yan Yue looked from Tongque to Zuo Qingluan and frowned.
She was indeed the head of the nine-story tower, and many people in the imperial capital tried to curry favor with her, but at the end of the day, she was only the crown prince’s subordinate.
Therefore, despite knowing that the crown prince was interested in Feng Wu, she also thought that Zuo Qingluan might stand a chance.
Thus, she wasn’t going to offend Zuo Qingluan. However, she didn’t like Tongque’s attitude either.
“Miss Feng Wu is qualified to be here.” Yan Yue smiled mildly and looked at Zuo Qingluan.
Zuo Qingluan looked displeased.
“What if my sacred lady insists that she should leave?” Tongque retorted. “Miss Yue, will you do this favor for Firmament Palace?”
She thought that the mention of Firmament Palace would persuade Yan Yue.
Tongque smiled, and Zuo Qingluan still ignored Feng Wu.
She decided that ignoring Feng Wu was her most formidable weapon.
To their surprise, Yan Yue smiled and said, “I’m sorry, but I can’t do that.”
“You!” Tongque glared at Yan Yue.
Zuo Qingluan was going to ignore Feng Wu to the end, but it now seemed that wasn’t going to work.
She picked up her cup and sipped her tea before glancing coldly at Yan Yue. “I see that Chief Yan Yue is going to disappoint me.”
Yan Yue felt a chill run down her spine, but she was sensible enough to know which side she should take.
Therefore, she remained unperturbed and said, “If a guest is qualified to come up to this floor, I have no reason to stop them. Miss Zuo, there’s nothing I can do.”
Zuo Qingluan didn’t expect Yan Yue to turn her down.
Tongque smirked. “Miss Yue, didn’t you hear? Miss Feng Wu here isn’t exactly a rich person. When we gave out gift envelopes yesterday, she was hiding among the common people and trying to get some small change. Do you think a person like that is worthy of the eighth floor?”
The entire imperial capital had heard about it, and Yan Yue was no exception.
She looked from the confident Zuo Qingluan to the unperturbed Feng Wu.
