"You just let the young master go in like that?" After Liu Zhiyuan entered the study, the other servants in the main courtyard couldn't help but voice their objections.
The Lord had given orders that without his permission, no one, not even the lady, was allowed to enter.
Yet Zhang Mang, who was closest to the Lord, simply let the young master in.
If the Lord were to return and place blame, it could involve everyone in the courtyard.
"What are you afraid of? It has nothing to do with you." Zhang Mang rolled his eyes. The young master could confront him, which he dared not resist.
However, as these people dared to question him, he couldn't keep a pleasant face for them either.
Besides, the young master is the Lord's son, his only son. Even though the Lord is strict, he wouldn't punish his only son lightly.
On the contrary, if he were to offend the young master, the word could spread outside the courtyard and the lady might not spare him.
