The butler felt slightly embarrassed and couldn't help saying, "Sir, didn't you send a letter not long ago to several family heads stating, 'Everyone should sweep the snow from their own doorstep'?"
"How am I supposed to prepare for the clan summit looking like this? Just arrange it the way my dad used to when he hosted it."
Tang Ke swore under his breath, how was he to know that a crazy woman would appear out of nowhere, daring to whip him with a riding crop dozens of times? And she did so with such an air of impunity.
Thinking of that woman, Tang Ke's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked the butler, "What's the real story with the mansion in Sky City? Isn't it a family heirloom left by my father?"
The butler shook his head, equally mystified, "This humble servant isn't very clear about it either, just knowing that the former family head managed that mansion while he was alive, but he never had the intention of moving in."
