Chapter 87, Killing by Overpraise!

Phoenix gently swirled the red wine in her glass, her gaze drifting carelessly over Chen Fenglei, who stood behind her father, attending to him.

The old man's eyes were fixed on his nose, his nose on his heart, with a serene smile on his face, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between father and daughter at all.

"What role did he play in all this?" Phoenix wondered to herself.

As the Grand Steward of the palace, there was nothing he didn't know, and no one could bypass him.

Was he a participant? Or just an observer?

"Has someone said anything to you?" Phoenix asked with a smile, "Who could be so idle as to gossip behind others' backs?"

"Ha ha ha, I'm just taking precautions. With so many young heroes in Phoenix City whom you don't fancy, just imagine... if you picked a wild lad from the Old Land, how could I, as your father, ever be at ease?"