"Xiaolu, do you think this old man is kind?"
Su Xiaoling lowered her voice and asked Su Xiaolu.
She looked at Zhou Heng again. "Brother Heng, what do you think?"
Su Xiaolu thought about it seriously and said, "This grandfather is not as simple as he looks. Although he looks like he's smiling, I don't like him."
Yan Qingyun looked kind and amiable, but his eyes were like those of a sly old fox.
Actually, this was normal. This was the first time he had seen them. If he had to say how much he liked them, it would definitely be a lie.
Zhou Heng said softly, "Qi Xingzhi said that he's an official in the court and is now the Minister of Revenue, a Secondary Rank. His thoughts are as deep as a wolf in sheep's clothing. This is normal. The matter last night has yet to be resolved. I can't say that I don't trust him, but I can't trust him too much either."
He had to be vigilant until the investigation of the assassination was over.
