Farewell

He looked at Rong Xiu in shock, wanting to see something from his face.

Previously, he felt that Rong Xiu seemed to have guessed something, but he wasn't sure. But now…

"What is His Grace trying to say?" he took a deep breath and asked in a low voice. "It's just a waste of our time beating around the bush. It's better for us to lay one's cards on the table."

"The family head is really straightforward." A satisfied smile appeared on Rong Xiu's lips. "Hand over Wei Xiping and let bygones be bygones."

Wei Ze's pupils contracted!

…

When Chu Liuyue arrived, she saw that the door to the front hall was tightly shut, and Yan Qing was guarding the door.

He held his sword with both hands and straightened his back. When he stood there, he looked like a small iceberg.

When he saw Chu Liuyue, he immediately wanted to bow. Chu Liuyue waved her hand, indicating that he didn't have to do this.

"They're inside?"