Leaving the government office, Zhou Shuren stepped out of the Ministry of Revenue and saw the Princely Heir of Marquis Ogodei still lingering. "Heir, you should just go back."
He didn't want to meet him, yet this person kept standing at the door, waiting.
Ge Lu was reluctant to leave the capital. He had received an edict and went to the Wen Residence, only to be turned away at the door by a steward.
Wen Li had been relegated to the estate outside the city, still harboring a faint hope that Marquis Zhou's Manor ignoring him would mean the matter would blow over. Unexpectedly, he was sent off to raise livestock.
Before he entered the capital, he was a minor prince who aided in overseeing the affairs of the entire tribe. When had he ever raised livestock?
Ge Lu bowed deeply. "Please, Marquis, let us step aside for a private conversation."
Zhou Shuren remained motionless. "Heir, there's nothing for us to talk about. Don't bother lingering here again tomorrow."
