"You can rest assured about that, the Jiang family isn't falling just yet. Housekeeper, let's go home." Old Master Jiang steadied himself with his cane as he rose to his feet, and Housekeeper Jiang immediately came to assist, helping Old Master Jiang leave the Mu family residence.
After seeing off Old Master Jiang, the butler looked at Mu Chengxi with a nervous expression. His Master Xi couldn't say that he hadn't given Old Master Jiang face; it was more that he hadn't left any way out for Old Master Jiang, completely denying him the opportunity to speak.
"Seven... Seventh Young Master, was that a bit..."
Mu Chengxi took a cigarette case from the table, drew a cigarette from it, and lit up. After taking a puff, he slowly raised his head to look at the butler.
"I understand what the butler wants to say. If I were Mu Chengxi, as a junior, it would have indeed been a bit too much for me to say those things!"
