The rain poured down heavily, water rushing off the eaves like a waterfall, leaves scattered across the courtyard, and the pattering sound of raindrops was quite distracting.
In the hall, Gu Zhan sat in a chair, holding a cup of tea with an indifferent expression, quietly watching Rong Yichu, and asked, "Why are you so determined to see me?"
Rong Yichu's hair was still wet, his face pale, lips cracked, he looked like he had just recovered from a severe illness, his body involuntarily trembling slightly, as if on the brink of collapsing at any moment.
He looked at Gu Zhan, feeling a bit dazed for a while, then clasped his hands and said, "I beg Lord Gu to save the Rong Family…"
Gu Zhan chuckled lightly and said, "I'll skip the teasing. I am well aware of the current situation of the Rong Family. Just tell me your bargaining chip, by what reason should I save the Rong Family?"
