In a simple courtyard house, there were several white-haired elders sitting at the stone table under the parasol tree, drinking tea and playing chess. To be able to have such a large courtyard in the capital that was worth an inch of gold, it could be seen how powerful the Wang family was.
A man hurried over. He reported in a low voice, "Patriarch, Miss Yuting is leaving for the capital with that person from Qinghe City. Should we intercept her?"
The eyes of the old man, who was about 60 years old, darkened. "Does this Shen really want to die? Although he has received a lot of attention in Qinghe City, this is the capital! No matter how outstanding he is, he can't break the rules of my Wang family." With that, he made a hand-knife gesture.
"Yes, Patriarch."
