Hearing a noise coming from the stairs, Qin Mian snorted coldly, "I'm about to lock Xu Wendong in the Sky Prison. What can you do about it... "
Before he finished, his pupils suddenly contracted. A familiar face came into view, making his hair stand on end and giving him a chill down his spine.
Qin Mian instinctively swallowed, "Steward Duanmu?"
Qin Mian was completely flustered.
Although his father was the Minister of Revenue in the court.
Compared to the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was a world of difference.
He never expected Duanmu Jin to stand up for Xu Wendong.
Not only Qin Mian.
Jian You was also full of shock in his eyes, not expecting Xu Wendong to know someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Especially this elderly figure in front of him.
This is a big shot from the Prime Minister's Mansion!
Every word and deed represents the Prime Minister's Mansion.
