"It's late. I'll head out first. If there's anything, I'll have someone contact you. You can also reach out to my assistant." Yan Ting genuinely didn't want to leave like this; he was unwilling.
"Alright, goodbye!" Banxia stepped back two steps, pulling herself out of his embrace.
The man turned and walked away with steady steps, his tall figure disappearing near the wall not far away.
"Should I open the front gate for you? Don't climb the wall!" Banxia called out to him.
Yan Ting, however, replied suavely, "No need. I like this way of coming and going."
Banxia was utterly speechless. She hadn't expected this man to be so wildly untamed deep down.
Just as Banxia was planning to walk to the foot of the wall and see him off, suddenly, she heard the heavy sound of a fall.
Soon after, countless concerned voices came from that direction.
"Young master... Young master, are you alright? Did you get hurt?"
"Shut up!" Yan Ting's suppressed voice snapped lightly.
