Uncle Jiang looked at Huo Zhao, who had stopped in his tracks. Seeing that his handsome face was covered by dark clouds, he raised his voice and said, "Your Highness, I'll go in and report first before you go in?"
"That won't be necessary," Huo Zhao said darkly. He quickened his pace and walked straight into the front hall.
Shen Yaowei did not expect to meet Huo Zhao on her trip back today. She cursed in her heart.
Putting down the teacup in his hand, Shen Yeyin stood up and bowed to Huo Zhao. "Greetings, Your Highness."
"At ease," Huo Zhao said calmly to Shen Yeyin. His gaze landed on Shen Yaowei, who was still eating snacks on the chair. "I heard that General Shen was injured, so I specially came to take a look."
Shen Yeyin took a deep look at Huo Zhao. "My father just fell asleep."
