Gentle, cold breezes were blowing by the small lake in the Wang residence.
Wang Haobin put his fishing rod in place and walked on the long corridor for some time before he chuckled and said, "I asked you to come because I need you to do something. It's not too hard, but it won't be too easy either."
"You want me to look into Yu Tianrui?" Wang Fu's wrinkles on his face squeezed together as he asked softly.
"Yes. The Wang family should've been in first place this time, but we ended up being pushed down. You won't believe me if I say that I'm not resentful. A loss is a loss, and I have nothing to say about it, but I can't take it if I don't even know my opponent's background," Wang Haobin expressed while he walked in front. He looked into the distance, but his eyes did not seem focused. Nobody knew where his mind had wandered off to.
Wang Fu nodded and raised another question, "Is this your idea, Young Master, or Patriarch's?"
