"Master, it's true. I've confirmed it myself. They live in the best courtyard in the City Lord Residence. Even Zhan Beiye doesn't stay in a place as good as theirs," the subordinate said with certainty.
"Hehe, that's odd." Marquess Ning sneered.
Since when did a boor like Zhan Beiye know how to be humble?
With his temper, he would just give everyone a chilly look and treat them as if they had a deep feud with him. He really wanted to meet the couple that Zhan Beiye treated differently.
He looked at Zhan Beixiao and asked, "Do you know who those two are?"
"How would I know? Those are Zhan Beiye's people, not mine."
Zhan Beixiao pursed his lips. He was not curious about the people around Zhan Beiye at all and continued drinking his tea.
"You're thinking too much, Grandfather."
Marquess Ning was speechless.
He was angry. How could someone like Zhan Beixiao compare to Zhan Beiye?
