National Master Mansion.
Knock knock knock——
Jiang Ning gently knocked on the large door, the sound penetrating the quiet morning with great force.
A moment later.
The sound of small, quick footsteps approached the entrance.
Then came the sound of the bolt being drawn back.
Clack clack——
The door hinge turned, not smoothly, clearly not well-maintained.
"Marquis?!!" As the door of the National Master Mansion slowly opened, revealing a crack, a young and innocent face appeared in Jiang Ning's line of sight—it was Qinghe.
Jiang Ning smiled as he saw the familiar face.
Then Qinghe extended her slender arms, bracing against both sides of the door to open it with effort.
The door of the National Master Mansion was heavy to begin with, and combined with the friction sound from the door's bearings, it was clearly not well-maintained.
Seeing Qinghe's effortful expression, Ji Mingyue stepped forward, giving the left door a firm push.
With Ji Mingyue's help, the door opened easily.
