The fire was blazing. From the looks of it, there was no stopping it now. Public outrage wouldn't be easy to quell.
'I wonder if those two murdered someone's parents and children behind their backs. These people are even more eager to kill them than I am.'
'This is perfect. Dad doesn't have to lift a finger, and neither do I. The wicked will be dealt with by others. How marvelous.'
Gu Lao finished his tea with a SLURP and turned to look toward the main gate. "It's gotten louder again. Just how many people are coming?"
"Who cares how many. Just relax and drink your tea," Ye Qianning said, pouring him another cup.
Listening to the sounds, Gu Lao grew restless. He suddenly shot to his feet, as if he had just made a momentous decision.
Ye Qianning felt a throb in her temples.
"There's no one in charge of the estate right now. Since you've accepted me as your honorary grandfather, we're family. I'll go out and take a look."
"...Maybe you shouldn't."
