Zhao Xi rubbed his temple, "Waiting is useless. You know very well, my master left a few days ago for Hetai Prefecture in the southwest, waiting until nightfall won't bring him back."
He seemed somewhat agitated, pacing up and down the corridor, and viciously kicked the wall.
This kick startled Hao Dingshan and his companion, causing their hearts to jump, and they hurriedly held their breath.
However, their eyes were wide open. They never expected that by merely following the servant beside Meng Yunzheng, they would overhear such a significant secret.
The conversation outside continued, Xia Yan sighed, "Young Master Zhao, we all know this, but the people from the government office might not believe it."
"What can be done if they don't believe? There's just nobody here, I can't conjure someone up? My master's departure is no secret; many folks are aware."
"What if they want you to make contact?"
