Normally, Luo Wen and his men stood guard outside Yuehua Small Building, so they couldn't get in. Since they weren't making too much of a fuss in the estate, she hadn't paid them any mind.
A maid in blue hurried over with small steps. "Master, breakfast is ready. The mistress sent me to find you."
"Alright, I'll be there in a moment," Zhan Yi said, slowly going through his martial arts forms. "Is that little rascal Zhan Chi up yet?"
"The Young Master left the estate before dawn."
When Zhan Yi heard this, he stopped his forms and steadied himself, grumbling, "That damn brat is never home."
...
Xiang Minghou watched, a bewildered look on his face. 'This is still my General's Estate, isn't it...?'
...
Ye Qianning raised an eyebrow. 'You really shouldn't be so brazen.'
"Pangtuan, have you eaten breakfast? Come, join us. The Zhan family's chefs are first-rate," Zhan Yi said, his gaze sweeping past Xiang Minghou to land on Ye Qianning.
"...I'd rather not."
