However, if he wants to leave, he still needs to request permission. Even though he's discreet, he is a Three Blood Martial Artist, worthy of being a Hundred Households in the military.
"Wait a moment!"
Seeing Fang Zheng turn to leave, Households Commander Ming suddenly spoke.
?
Fang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly turned around:
"Does Lord Thousand Households have something to instruct?"
"No."
Households Commander Ming tossed a token towards him, lowering his head and continuing to organize paperwork:
"Go to the warehouse and fetch a few Corpse-Removing Pills, then just recuperate at home. By the way... how are those two people around you?"
"Thank you, Lord." Fang Zheng accepted the token, first cupping his hand in thanks, then said:
"Li San's injuries from last night are quite severe, it will likely take some time for him to recover. Wu Hai is taking care of him. Speaking of which, thanks to Households Commander Ming's attention, they have had time to rest."
