After Fifth Miss Shen came out of the restaurant and got into the carriage, she said with a frown, "He's like a tight-lipped fox at such a young age. Other than the first two statistics, he refuses to spill anything else."
Fifth Miss Shen's most senior servant, Hong Xin, said, "Why don't we get someone to go to Xingzhou Prefecture to ask for information?"
"Forget it. Didn't you hear him say that he captured all three groups of people? We probably won't be able to get any information even if we go. If we end up getting caught, it won't look good for everyone. Let's wait for Third Brother to come back and let him negotiate. I think the two of them are quite similar. They might just hit it off." At this point, Fifth Miss Shen sneered. "Let me see who's cleverer—the old fox or the little fox."
