"Everyone on the tower ship has been dealt with. Since it involved Master Su, that person was quite cooperative. They even agreed to set aside the grudge between the East and West Depots..."
"And I must inform Master Su about Cyan Sparrow as soon as possible. To think there was someone else backing the Marquis of Jiangling."
After a busy day and night, Yum Zhong stepped out of his carriage and returned to the Jinjiang Supervisory Mansion. His expression grew wary.
'Something's not right.'
'It's too quiet.'
'Could it be? Now that the matter is settled, did that person remember the grudge between the two Depots? Are they going to make a move on me, Lord Xu's godson?'
As he walked into the inner hall, Yum Zhong's expression changed.
"Master Su,"
he exclaimed, overjoyed.
In the room, a handsome, elegant young man was holding a bowl of medicinal soup, carefully feeding it to a young girl on a sickbed.
