CREAK—
Fifteen minutes later, the door of Mingyue Tea House opened.
When Ruan Tang, who was waiting at the entrance, saw Xu Lai emerge, the worry on her face vanished, replaced by her usual icy expression.
Li Jie, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded.
Xu Lai is unharmed? That's impossible.
He demanded loudly, "Xu Lai, why did the Eighth Master let you go?"
Xu Lai didn't even glance at Li Jie, walking straight toward Ruan Tang.
"Stop right there!" Zhu Fang glared. "Young Master Li is asking you a question. Didn't you hear him? You don't even have basic manners."
Xu Lai laughed mockingly. "You've all been on your knees for so long you've forgotten how to stand. Instead of fawning over one person and flattering another, you'd be better off working to become strong enough for others to rely on."
"You—" Zhu Fang was so furious she could have burst.
