"Why are you afraid, Third Uncle? Do you think I lack the rationality for this? Besides, you overestimate me; the Duke Qin Mansion is not under my control!"
Qin Yingyuan regained composure, and a mocking curve graced her lips as she gazed at Liao Wu.
"I hope so. Once everything is arranged, I'll inform you. I will also need Lord Qin's assistance."
Qin Yingyuan said nothing, turning and leaving the side hall.
"Sir!" Ming Yan saw Ming Mo had tied up the cloaked figure and hurriedly covered his wound to approach and pay homage.
"No need for formalities! Since you're injured, take time to recuperate." Gu Chengyu glanced at the wound on Ming Yan's arm, instructing him to rest well.
Concerned about the cloaked figure, he decided to leave with Ming Mo.
However, after taking just two steps, he suddenly turned back, "Ming Yan! Quickly send someone to follow me outside the city gate."
