"Do you know what kind of background those people have?"
When Shui Bai arrived, she could hear Zhang Jian's shouting from far away.
A flash of disgust surfaced in her lowered eyes, but she quickly hid it. When she raised her head again, she was once more wearing that gentle faint smile she showed to everyone, looking mild and completely without temper.
"Then what do you think we should do, Chief Zhang? Are we supposed to send the exact same thing?"
The little eunuch was very distressed.
Wu Fei of Qingyun Hall was no easy master to serve either. In the morning he had delivered the same gifts to both sides, and the result was that the items were returned by Wu Fei.
"I am Wu Fei. She doesn't even have a title, of course she should be a little inferior to me. Now you bring me the same bolts of cloth—are you looking down on me? Take them away!"
Zhao Mei directly tossed the brocade into the courtyard and turned back into the room.
