Ye Wangchuan had already guessed this outcome. "When? Have you decided on a date?"
Qiao Nian's fingertips warmed from the tea. Feeling a headache incoming, she simply said, "I want to leave as soon as possible."
Old Master Ye had already replied.
He texted Ye Wangchuan saying he had already found someone to treat Zhou Zheng's case as a special case. It would be finalized in five days.
Ye Wangchuan told her Old Master Ye's reply.
"… Five days." Qiao Nian calculated. Five days wasn't considered long. It was half the time she had expected. However, her strong sixth sense alerted her that something would happen.
She couldn't tell what would happen. Thus, she could only agree. "Then I'll go to the independent continent in five days."
…
There was an uproar outside, but it was as if nothing had happened at the storm's center.
He Lin knocked on the European-style bedroom door with dinner.
"Patriarch, it's me."
