Exactly the same.
'So, that Wei from just now was the Feng Family's Feng Wei—Feng Juan's sister?'
'The one who sits securely in her 'main palace wife' role, gaining a massive following and being lauded for her dignified air?'
Su Ye clutched the two golden hairpins, her expression complex.
Somehow, the golden hairpins that Lian had painstakingly crafted for the Feng Family's two legitimate daughters had all ended up in her hands.
'This life-saving favor... while it might not work on Su Qing, it's certainly useful in other situations.'
Su Ye tightened her grip on the hairpins before tossing them into her Spatial Bag in the next instant.
Then, she headed back to the Dark Arena.
Lin Moyu followed close behind Su Ye, matching her step for step.
The moment Su Ye walked in, she spotted Fu's portly, composed figure. He was standing by the entrance, apparently waiting just for her.
When Fu saw Su Ye enter, he immediately walked over.
He bowed to Su Ye.
