"I wonder how Mr. Situ Ying is doing?"
Fang Xi looked at the new rent collector for the Situ Family, unable to find a topic of conversation for the longest time, and could only voice the doubts in his heart.
Situ Qingqing's expression became stern, "Upon investigation... this man has been negligent in his duties, deceitful, and exploitative. The family has already taken him down, subjected him to the Punishment of the Lightning Whip, and penalized him to face the wall for introspection... Were you in seclusion earlier? Otherwise, you should've been aware of this."
"I see," Fang Xi nodded, inwardly pleased. That skinflint Situ Ying had finally gotten his comeuppance!
Even so, he began to feel a slight fondness for the Situ Family.
But he quickly snuffed out that bit of goodwill, for he was a tenant farmer—grateful for small favors from the landlord, which, to be blunt, was still servility at its core!
