Chu Ming was poisoned. Little Shan found out, and Fang Xiao found out too. Only then did they rush over.
"Brother Fang, this way."
Lin Zhenwu led the way.
...
Inside the deep courtyard.
Chu Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked into the small pavilion, and sat down.
Several young maidservants respectfully served tea and water, attending to him with diligence.
Chu Ming took a sip; it had become slightly cold...
To him, it didn't matter if it was cold or not, but if it were a different master, these maidservants would be in trouble.
Although they had done well, it was far from the detailed attentiveness of Little Shan.
Thinking this, Chu Ming's eyes suddenly brightened, he put down the teacup, and looked toward outside the courtyard.
After a moment, two figures entered one after the other.
"Young Master!"
An eager voice arrived before the person did.
