Guoguo patted his chest, "Brother Lei, what are you doing standing here? Didn't the Marquis ask you to investigate how many people the Third Old Lady has deceived?"
Lei Hu took out a few letters from his chest.
"I was just about to leave when my colleague said that the post station in the city received a few letters addressed to you. Since it was on my way, I delivered them to you before leaving."
Guoguo was taken aback and looked down at the envelopes in Lei Hu's hand.
On them was written: To my son, open personally.
Lei Hu didn't notice his expression and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that after all these years in the Xiuluo Guard, you hadn't seen your family come looking for you."
"I thought you were like me, an orphan. Now that your family has reached out, take a good look and reply as soon as you can."
Guoguo suddenly came back to his senses, snatched the letters, and walked quickly to the backyard with a grim face.
