"Cooperation?"
Chen Juzheng narrowed his eyes.
His heart was pounding with excitement; he had spent several days in Jiangnan. This malignant tumor, even more formidable than Old Jiang, was finally about to take the bait!
However, on the surface, he still appeared cautious.
"I do not know what Magistrate Hou means. I do not quite understand!" Chen Juzheng maintained his composure, holding a cup in one hand, and spoke slowly.
At this crucial juncture, it's Prefect Hou who's anxious, not me!
Sure enough, Prefect Hou's eyes lit up for a moment. He rhythmically clapped his hands three times.
"Attendants!"
"At your service!"
Within moments, two people came in, together carrying a carved red lacquer wooden chest. The chest was extremely exquisite, adorned with many intricate patterns and crafted from fine materials. Under the soft yellow candlelight, it exuded a faint, warm sheen. Let alone what was inside, the chest alone was likely of considerable value.
