The sound of footsteps approached, and Song Xian appeared in Old Mrs. Song's courtyard.
Jiao lowered her head and glanced at the increasingly close official boots, involuntarily shivering and collapsing onto the ground.
Song Xian only returned to the city at dawn with Steward Xu, heading to the grain shop, Papermaking Workshop, and various government offices to arrest people, because he anticipated Jiao and others would come to ask grandmother for help.
Now that he was back at the Song Family, it was also because grandmother needed to rest. It was time to clean up these people.
"Grandmother."
Song Xian walked through the door, his eyes fixed on his grandmother, who was sitting on the soft couch. Grandmother was spirited and beamed kindly upon seeing him.
As Song Xian made eye contact with Old Mrs. Song, a surge of emotion rose in his heart. He never expected to see his grandmother again.
