"Ha, grinding? I'm truly grateful." Fengye Wuyin let out an ambiguous cold laugh, filled with disdain, "After putting in effort, you still want me to play a social butterfly, seducing old women? Humph, is my noble body that cheap?"
Lino laughed awkwardly, not daring to speak.
Knowing their father-son relationship was terrible, he chose not to involve himself in such fiery family affairs. Otherwise, accidentally getting hit by the furious crossfire would be unfortunate.
But speaking of which, who knows what the general is thinking? Although Fengye really does have a deceptive appearance, being the kind of alluring, enchanting pretty boy most coveted by noble ladies, the problem is, he's perfect until he opens his mouth. Once he does, oh dear, he's just a downgrade.
The general seriously wants this eccentric guy to seduce noble ladies? Even if you're using the handsome trick, shouldn't you find someone a bit more normal?
