Colorful Poisonous Moth

The interview went on for a few minutes. Once the others heard that Da Xia was talking about the scheming evil side of Feng Xuan, small notebooks were pulled out of their purses and coat pockets. Phones were pulled out to jot notes on. 

"I hope this would not bring trouble to any of you," said she, not really caring what would happen to these people when they stumble upon the wrath of the Qings. Xie Changying worked hard to keep their reputation clean. They would be jobless soon enough.

"Not at all," said one who was still scribbling down the last thing she said. "There are a lot of options to publish articles nowadays. We'd remain completely anonymous."

"That's good to hear, I wouldn't want you guys to catch the flaming anger of Feng Xuan when she reads about this. Let me be the bad guy." She gave them a small smile and a wink. "We never know, she might open her own publishing company that would only write nice things about her."