"Isn't it wiser to address it now? I'd rather deal with potential troubles now than celebrate my next birthday six feet under."
A sigh escaped Lu Zhanbei's lips. "You always have a way of turning everything into a tragedy," he remarked with a half-smile.
"You can relax, Zheng-ah. My men are positioned all around this estate. Not even a fly could slip past them."
Thud thud thud_
A sudden trio of knocks interrupted their exchange. All eyes in the room swiveled towards the source of the sound—looking towards the heavy wooden door.
From behind that door, the voice of the housekeeper chimed in. "Sir, the old madam requests your presence in the hall. She's wants to introduce some friends of hers."
Tang Zheng's responded. "I'll be down shortly."
"Yes, Sir," the housekeeper replied with respect before retreating.
