"Where did he go?"
"You're joking, aren't you? Why would the Duke report to me about his whereabouts?"
Jiang Wang had gone on a long journey, seemingly in a hurry…
Lin Youxie quickly made a judgment in his heart, feeling an emotion that was neither relaxed nor disappointed. It lingered gently but was intangible.
At this moment, another male voice emerged: "Jiang Wang is not here?"
A man in black attire approached.
He had a cold and serious demeanor, with fatigue visible between his brows.
The Jiang Mansion's housekeeper replied: "Young Master Yang, my master is indeed not in the mansion at the moment. Would you like to leave a message?"
Yang Jing!
As Lin Youxie heard the name, another voice approached from afar, hurriedly coming from behind.
"Deputy Envoy Lin! I've finally found you!"
The voice of Zheng Shangming…
As Lin Youxie turned around, his expression had already become calm: "What does Lord Zheng need from me?"
