La Jianbin nodded slowly, digesting the news he had just learned.
"You go back and have a good rest. I don't need your service here. The day after tomorrow, I will set off for home," said Lou Qianyu.
"Yes, my lord." La Jianbin, losing focus, turned and pulled the door open to leave, not noticing the expression on Lou Qianyu's face at that moment.
As he watched him go, Lou Qianyu picked up the teacup from the table and leisurely savored it. Suddenly, a figure landed quietly, without a sound, indicating the intruder's superior martial skills.
"Master, why not kill this traitor?" Fan Yi asked, his eyes red with anger as he looked at his lord.
Lou Qianyu shook his head slowly, "No rush. He was just delivering a message from the old man. Through this opportunity, I also want to know what the old man intends."