Fenglin Villa
As soon as Gu Yanjing mentioned the M Continent Prison, Meng Qian's face turned pale.
She instinctively grasped onto Gu Linhai's hand and couldn't help but tremble.
Gu Yanjing pretended not to see her reaction, holding a teacup and took a small sip of tea.
After a while, Meng Qian slightly recovered, and with a trembling voice, said, "Yanjing, do you have any way? You should have some influence at Yujing Manor."
Gu Yanjing paused for a moment and said, "Second Aunt, I'm afraid I can't help with this."
The last bit of hope disappeared from Meng Qian's face as she stared blankly at Gu Yanjing.
Gu Yanjing showed no change in expression, his demeanor indifferent and inscrutable. He said, "Since its establishment, Yujing Manor has always operated independently. It doesn't attach itself to any power nor does it give face to any. I'm afraid that even if I personally went, it wouldn't be of any use."
Meng Qian's face was bloodless, staring blankly at Gu Yanjing.
