Looking at the woman before them, built like a sow, Yang Qing, Bu Er, and the others sighed inwardly.
It seemed she was the Madam Ji whom Mu Feng had mentioned earlier.
Madam Ji looked unremarkable, but she was not someone to underestimate.
At the very least, despite all the years Mu Feng's father, Chen Dewang, head of the Chen Household, had spent chasing women inside and outside his residence, he had never cast aside this woman who hardly looked the part of the lady of the household.
That alone showed how formidable her methods were.
But Mu Feng had no intention of confronting Madam Ji just yet on this visit.
He had something more important to do.
So, although Madam Ji looked at Mu Feng as though she wanted to swallow him alive and skin him whole, he remained unconcerned.
Not only was he unconcerned, he even smiled at her.
That smile surprised even Yang Qing and the others standing beside him.
Mu Feng usually spoke little and smiled even less.
Now, his unexpected smile truly felt like a spring breeze washing over them.
But however warm his smile, in Madam Ji's eyes, it was a challenge to her authority.
"Mu Feng, don't forget. If I hadn't agreed to let the master spare your life back then, you would have been dead long ago."
Mu Feng smiled again. "Yes, Madam. I haven't forgotten."
"Then how dare you come back?"
Mu Feng said, "I was merely passing through. There's no need to take it so much to heart, Madam."
Passing through. What a fine excuse.
Bu Er and Ouyang Lin could not help silently praising Mu Feng.
Who would have thought that when Mu Feng started playing games, he was every bit their equal?
"These are my friends. We were