"Anything else?" Zuo Shan sat down on a chair in the lobby, with a sculpture of Lord Guan directly behind him.
The air of a family patriarch emanated from him. Zuo Ying subconsciously stood by Zuo Shan's side, rubbing his back and kneading his shoulders in a movement that seemed to have been done countless times before.
At this moment, Zuo Ying seemed to Qian Cangyi like a pet bird caged, with every action aimed at pleasing her master.
"I'm just here to relay a message to you," Qian Cangyi replied with neither arrogant nor humble.
"What message?" Zuo Shan lounged back in the chair, appearing relaxed and content.
"Evildoers will bring about their own destruction!" Qian Cangyi fixed a steadfast gaze at Zuo Shan.
Once he said this, Zuo Ying unconsciously ceased her actions.
