Jian Qing squinted her eyes slightly, her gaze turning fluid, "Khan, thanks. Let them wait at the gate, I'll send someone to let them in."
"Spare the thanks, can you share what's up?" Khan asked.
"A dumb rat never remembers the beating, I need to loosen him up a bit, let some blood." Jian Qing said in a low voice.
"We'll talk when there's time, gotta hang up now."
After putting the phone in her pocket, Jian Qing turned and went back, "Mr. An, Mr. Quan, I need to go downstairs for a bit. I'll make up for this tea sometime."
Turning her head towards Qiu Bo, she said, "I have a few friends coming to see me. Qiu Bo, could you arrange for someone to let them in?"
Qiu Bo looked at Old Master An, seeing his nod, he then replied, "I'll go handle it."
With that said, Qiu Bo quickly walked out.
"You're leaving again right after coming back?" Old Master An's eyes hinted at a touch of disappointment.
Jian Qing replied, "I'm going to the living room downstairs."
