Ye Beizhi glanced toward the moon gate of the inner courtyard and noticed a shadow flickering slightly. Then Fang Xiuju emerged from behind the wall, carrying a wooden stool—it seemed she had been eavesdropping for a while.0

Wang Cuihong instinctively stood up when she saw Fang Xiuju enter. She walked over, took the stool from her hands, and placed it at the table. Only after Fang Xiuju had seated herself did Wang Cuihong sit back down.0

Fang Dingwu's disdain for Fang Xiuju deepened as he observed their dynamics. He snorted before turning away.0

Fang Xiuju had clearly overheard Fang Dingwu’s earlier remarks while outside. Her expression was sour, but she forced a smile and said, "Apologies for keeping you waiting, Master Ye."0

Ye Beizhi placed the stack of silver notes on the table and then set his sword on top to hold them down. He slowly asked,...0