"Granny Shi."
Xiao Mingli spoke softly.
"I am here."
The gray-robed old woman beside Xiao Mingli smiled and bowed at her words.
"The waters of the Fishing Trade run deep. Young Master Ji is all alone, which leaves him vulnerable. You should go with him."
"Lest he be bullied by those who feign compliance while secretly acting against him."
The brilliant midday sun, with its dazzling rays, shone through the window.
It also illuminated the woman's bright, charming, and exquisitely captivating beauty.
A face like hers would be the most dazzling and eye-catching in any crowd, a peerless flower among many.
...
The Fishing Trade.
Inside a grand mansion built beside the river, its thirty-foot-high walls constructed from obsidian.
Upon hearing the report from the man who had returned from the Beicang Marquis's Mansion.
