The manager smiled gratefully.
"Third Young Master, is what Lady Ye said true? Is the Lythrum really in the Dead Leaves Forest?" The servant from the Si family asked Si Bai after he noticed there was no further movement on the other side.
Si Bai reclined to a side with his fingers stroking the white jade in his hands. Laying his eyes on Ye Qingtang, a smile tugged on his lips, and he said coolly, "Who knows?"
The servant became even more confused. "If there isn't, wouldn't Lady Ye be ridiculed publicly? Third Young Master, do you really not intend to… Ouch!"
A dejected expression was etched on the servant's face as he covered his forehead, which had just been flicked by Si Bai.
Si Bai chuckled. "We don't need to worry about her. Just set your mind at ease and watch on."
The servant rubbed his forehead and could not understand what was going on anymore.
