Chu Heng reverted to that ruthless and unfeeling demeanor, "You've done well. If the servants disobey orders, selling them off is the answer."
Immediately, the maidservants in the room shuddered, their eyes filled with fear. They had never imagined the master could be even more ruthless than the lady.
"I understand," Ye Muyu said before she left.
After Ye Muyu had walked away,
Chu Heng called Lu Chuan in and asked, "Are the servants in the residence lacking in decorum?"
He had been busy managing the flood control, negotiating with the magistrate of Yuzhou, planning the trade caravan's development route, and contemplating methods to recover his memory. He had completely neglected the servants of the residence.
Lu Chuan responded, "Master, shall I call over Steward Luo?"
"Mm."
Chu Heng, clad in dark black brocade, sat at the head of the room, his face betraying no emotion.
Soon, Steward Luo arrived.
"Master," Steward Luo greeted with a bow.
