Feng Dingchu seemed somewhat innocent.
It was Chu Qianli, that curious girl, who brought it upon herself, and it's not as if he had ever said he would tell anyone.
The anger Hua Rong directed at him seemed like an undeserved disaster.
"For now, I don't plan on telling anyone. Moreover, I no longer have any connection with that person. I won't involve myself in your affairs, nor do I care."
"You'd better remember your own words!"
Hua Rong turned and with a wave of her hand commanded, "Take them to see the person in the dungeon!"
"Yes, Master." A black-clad woman stepped forward, her face expressionless, and said, "Please."
Chu Qianli glanced at Feng Dingchu.
She had caught a glimpse of the reluctance in Hua Rong's eyes just now and felt something was off.
Feng Dingchu also seemed rather cautious, but he still nodded, "If soldiers come, block them, if water comes, cover it with earth."