Seeing Fang Qingwei again, her demeanor no longer carried the calm acceptance of favor and disgrace as before, but was filled with respectful excitement.
"Rise!" Li Jizhou waved nonchalantly.
"Your Highness, this old servant has another matter to report: Miss Fang's father was taken hostage by bandits at the Yunzhou mine, coincidentally saved by our mansion's guards. Truly a twist of fate." The head steward's eyes twinkled, eagerly speaking up.
Li Jizhou chuckled lightly, "Oh~ truly a fortunate fate."
Anyway, communication has been sent to Li Yuan; matters of Prince Yun's Mansion no longer need his attention. With such great deficits, Li Yuan will surely be furious; thus, no bandits kept by Prince Yun will escape.
The head steward sensed the sarcasm in Li Jizhou's words, momentarily taken aback.
"Miss Fang, is your father truly unharmed?" Although he now possessed two hundred Wood Spirit Stones, Fang Qingwei still owed him a hundred, which could finally balance out.
