"Kiddo, are you all right? I heard that old coot from Nanyuan was giving you trouble." Zhan Chi immediately saw from their expressions that something was wrong.
Xiang Minghou completely ignored Zhan Chi and kept pulling her forward.
"Mr. Zhan, don't worry. I'm fine," Ye Qianning said, looking back.
Zhan Chi paused for a moment, then hurried to catch up. "Kiddo, if something's wrong, you tell Dad. That old coot from Nanyuan is a wily old fox, full of tricks."
"I'm really fine. He can't stir up any trouble here in Dayu City."
"As long as you're okay."
"Mr. Zhan, how much money did the Beili envoy bring this time?"
"Li Mu is indeed rich, but after compensating Jisheng Hall, he has almost nothing left. He hasn't even been able to put together a birthday gift for Old Prince Feng."
"He's that broke?"
'Broke?'
A smile played on Zhan Chi's lips. 'He should think about how much he paid in compensation to Jisheng Hall. He's bound to be reprimanded when he returns to the capital.'
