The last sentence, Zheng Chen almost gritted his teeth to pieces and roared out.
A face of extreme handsomeness suddenly twisted, nearly ferocious.
Peng Sihai had never seen the master so lost in composure; he was momentarily frightened and, fearing the sound would reach beyond the study, had to remind, "Young Master, calm down! If you alarm the Duke and Duchess, it won't be good."
Zheng Chen's eyes turned red, and a chest full of anger and unwillingness was about to gush out. At the last moment, reason prevailed, and he forcefully held back.
He sent Peng Sihai and his group to Nanyang County on a secret mission that must not be known to his father and mother.
He couldn't explain his current anger and pain to anyone, including the confidant in front of him.
Zheng Chen took a deep breath, turned his back to Peng Sihai: "You may leave first, I want to be alone for a while."
