Chapter 87: Chapter 87

"Yes." Helian Zheng replied, examining her. She had a slightly tallow face and low eyebrows, but if he looked at her closely she was not actually that ugly, and he quite liked her tranquil demeanor and grace. The more he looked at her, the happier he became, and finally he waved his hand, "Ba Biao¹!"

His eight guards with their gold threaded whips immediately stepped forward.

"Betrothal Presents!"

The eight men each took out a little yellow cloth-bag, proffering them up as if they were precious gifts.

What rare treasures were these?

Anger rose on Madam Feng's face again and she was just about to step forward and slap away the cloth bags when she caught Feng Zhiwei's gaze and swallowed her anger, stepping back a step.