Jin Qianqian caressed the red contract in her hand. "What about the stewards on the estate? Have they all been replaced too?"
Ancient Wen Heng replied, "Ye Yi should be delivering some new indentures shortly. For now, his people will help manage the estate. Once we can spare our own staff, we'll send new stewards over."
Only when they truly needed the manpower did Ancient Wen Heng and Jin Qianqian realize how shallow their foundation was.
Moreover, the reason their estate and staff had been swapped out so easily was, in part, because they were minor figures with little influence, allowing the other party to make such a demand without any reservations.
Jin Qianqian saw the exhaustion on his face. "Let's not think about this for now. You've been running around all day and probably haven't had a proper meal. I'll have the kitchen bring over some soup."
But Ancient Wen Heng reached out and stopped her. "Don't trouble yourself. I just got back from dinner at Tianfu Restaurant."
