After asking for a bit more information, Zu An learned that the one who was requesting a meeting was a female Embroidered Envoy. He immediately knew who it was.0

When she came in, sure enough, it was Zhang Zitong. Those distinctive legs were still just as striking as ever.1

“Did you need something?” Zu An asked curiously.0

Why is she looking for me?0

“This subordinate has something to report on, and I can only share it with the regent,” Zhang Zitong replied.0

Zu An waved his hand to gesture for the eunuchs and maids to leave. They all withdrew, none of them suggesting that it could be dangerous without anyone else here. After all, everyone had seen how powerful he was today. Who could even hurt him in this world now?0

When they left, Zu An looked at Zhang Zitong. “You can speak now.”0

Zhang Zitong looked up. Her expression was really complicated, containing admiration, pleasant surprise, and also shock. After some hesitation, she greeted him with the standard Embroidered Envoy greeting. “This subordinate greets Sir Eleven!”0

Zu An’s expression turned cold. “What did you say?”0

Zhang Zitong sighed. “Sir really did hide everything perfectly, but I always...6