"This...there's really nothing..."
An Zhiyan shook his head awkwardly, feeling somewhat guilty as he withdrew his hand, and answered:
"While you were in seclusion some days ago, I helped arrange for some people from the Yu Family to be planted in the Li Family, and I drank a bit too much, said some nonsense."
Having said that, An Zhiyan quickly waved his hand, putting on a smile, and assured earnestly:
"But rest assured, all those present were confidants, loyal and true, and will absolutely not let a word slip!"
"Nonsense?!"
An Jingming didn't wait for his explanation, but asked back, sensing an ominous sign, murmuring:
"Let it not be known that I've reached 'Fetal Breathing'."
An Zhiyan suddenly stopped in his tracks, his old face falling, and An Jingming, seeing his expression, knew all too well what An Zhiyan's nonsense was all about. An Jingming immediately lost his composure, his expression greatly shaken, gritting his teeth and said:
