At the thought of her people, he could not help but think about Hua Zhichun. The look in his eyes darkened, as he proceeded to hold his glass of wine in contemplation.
The aged man was no longer in his charming youth. He deserved it. "Governor, the old man is here. He is waiting outside," a voice reported.
Ye Ling was delighted. "Send him to clean my room."
Surprised, the servant added, "Governor, the old man seems to be stubborn and unruly. Also, he is old and dirty. I am afraid that he will only dirty your room."
Ye Ling gave him a cold look in the eye. "How dare you go against my order?"
The servant dared not say anything more. Promptly, he was ready to leave and do as told. "Let him clean up the mess in the yard. He has to weed the entire garden. Tell him that I will kill him if I find any remaining grass in the premise," Ye Ling added.
"Yes!" The servant left.