Suspicion took root in his heart, and Fang Han decided to get to the bottom of it.
'Am I just being paranoid after my recent mission, or is this servant really spying on me?'
The next morning, Fang Han showed no sign of anything unusual as he walked unhurriedly toward the Sub-Branch's exit.
Just as he was about to step out of the Sub-Branch's main gate, he once again caught sight of the servant from the previous night in his peripheral vision.
The man held a broom, sweeping a corner of the courtyard, but his gaze kept furtively flicking in Fang Han's direction.
Fang Han sneered inwardly but acted as if he hadn't noticed. Without letting his gaze linger on the servant for even a moment, he walked straight out of the Sub-Branch gate.
He followed the bluestone path toward the Library Pavilion.
However, after walking for about a hundred paces and confirming he was out of the servant's line of sight, Fang Han's figure abruptly swerved.
