The Privy Council's Mission

Elder Xue quickly went up.

He lowered his eyes and tidied up his clothes. After making sure that his clothes were clean, he rang the doorbell.

"Coming, coming."

A sloppy male voice came from inside.

Elder Xue felt that he had heard it somewhere before.

The door opened, and a handsome face poked out from inside. Their eyes met, and the other party's eyes turned surprised.

The other party suddenly turned around and shouted, "Sister Qiao, someone's looking for you!"

Then, he turned back to him and patted his face. "Please come in and take a seat. Sister Qiao will be down soon."

Hearing the commotion at the entrance, Gu San walked over wiping his hands with a towel. "Who is it?"

Qin Si's face stiffened, and his eyelids twitched. He pouted. "The Privy Council— that—"

"Which one?" Gu San had yet to see the person since he was blocking his view.

Qin Si's facial muscles twitched non-stop. He did not know what to say.