"Bad news! My lady, bad news!" A servant girl ran into the lounge shouting. When she saw Shen Tianyu, she finally stopped and leaned over, her hands on her knees to catch her breath.
"What's wrong?" Shen Tianyu picked up a piece of chocolate and put it in her mouth languidly.
"You guys let your people run around like this?" Rong Jian asked with a quirked eyebrow.
"No, but if it's an important matter, such minor rules can be ignored. Besides, there aren't any guests here so it doesn't matter."
"Your Palace Master is very kind."
"One must not only rule with an iron fist or else the people under you will one day snap and rebel."
"Is that something your Master told you?"
"It's simple logic." Shen Tianyu didn't answer his question. By now, the servant girl had caught her breath enough to relay the bad news she was shouting about.