Zong En froze for a moment before saying, "Er, ah, maybe I remembered it wrong!
Just look at me, this whole move has scrambled my brains!"
Zhang Deming: "..."
After all, he'd known Zhang Deming for years; he wasn't a fool.
Luh Jingsun turned to look at Zhang Deming and said, "So there's no space for you outside. Just stay put in here.
A few servants might be assigned here later, and in theory, you'll be in charge of them.
But the Steward position has to go through the proper channels, and you're not suited for the chan... the process is too much trouble. Mmm... I'm just too lazy to bother.
So, you're still an Outer Disciple. But if any of the new people give you trouble, you can just let me know."
Zhang Deming watched Luh Jingsun, his brow slightly furrowed. 'This is the same old story. He's blatantly protecting me.'
'The formula's the same, and the excuse is just as lazy and transparent as ever. So where is this faint dissatisfaction coming from?'
